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Riding on Promises

(Verse 1) Georgia pines blur to a sun-bleached plain A sky like an ocean, a cleansing rain On a mural of names, rolling side to side South from Waycross, with a purpose inside To a suburban door where the decades meet In the humid stillness, the stories beat A jungle's grip in an old Marine's eyes And a mountain's shadow where a new warrior lies From Khe Sanh's echo to the IED's blast Carrying the future, and carrying the past (Chorus) Oh, we ride on the wheels of a promise made Through the sun and the scars, and the debts unpaid From the Atlantic shine to the Gulf's gentle blue We are gathering the brave, and the faithful, and the true Every mile is a verse, every name is a line In this Song of Sacrifice, this weary, winding sign (Verse 2) A violent thump on the Daytona strip Hot asphalt smell on a trembling lip A jagged piece of a forgotten world And the van shuddered as the tire unfurled On a scorching shoulder, with the traffic's roar A mechanical gash in the mission we bore A spare tire's caution, a tightened dread As we carried the weight of the honored dead In a Tampa room, a silence so deep Where a mother’s memory is all she can keep And the very next morning, a soldier's fight With the ghost of a friend in the pale daylight The living who bear it, the price and the pain Beside the loved ones who whisper their names (Chorus) And we ride on the wheels of a promise made Through the sun and the scars, and the debts unpaid From the Gold Star’s grief to the warrior’s trial Across the sawgrass, each painful mile Every mile is a verse, every name is a line In this Song of Sacrifice, this weary, winding sign (Bridge) We sought the Gulf’s turquoise, a salt-air cure And heard a quiet voice, steady and sure Of a danger that fell from a Southeast Asian sky A different kind of hell, with a Purple Heart tie Then north to the home of the infantry Where a soldier with two Hearts taught us how to see The cost of the valor, the will to return To the fire that waits, every lesson you learn From the Air Force tech, to the Army’s best The Van bears them all, from the east to the west (Guitar solo soars over the driving rhythm, echoing landscapes—coastlines, flatlands, cities, pines. It climbs, yearning, then resolves back into the verse melody.) (Verse 3) The road loops back to the Georgia clay The mission’s circle won’t fade away From Silvers to English, Morrison, Tavera’s pride Sininger and Holcombe, riding inside A tapestry stitched with tire-track thread With tears for the living, and tears for the dead The flatlands, the blowout, the coast, the rain Are all part of the chorus, the joy and the pain (Outro Chorus - Building, anthemic) And we RIDE on the wheels of a promise MADE! Through the sun and the scars, and the debts UNPAID! From the jungle’s heat to the desert’s sand For the soul of this scarred and beautiful land Every mile was a verse, every name was a line In this Song of Sacrifice… Every story a thread in the design… This Song of Sacrifice… This weary, winding, holy sign… Marine Cpl. Harry Silvers, Vietnam Purple Heart Marine Sgt. Ingrid English, Afghanistan Purple Heart Army SPC Donald “Scott” Morrison, KIA Iraq 2010 Army SGT Joel Tavera, KIA Iraq 2007 Air Force MSgt Gus Sininger, Vietnam Purple Heart Army SSG Kirk Holcombe, Iraq 2 Purple Hearts, Bronze Star w/ Valor