Roses hit the graves, as shells hit the sand.
Thorns hit the hearts, as loved ones hit the ground.
We fear the worst, as they fear the best.
We fear they become lost, as they fear we all lose.
Our deepest fear true, their reality our fear.
We want them safe, they want us safe.
We want them home, they fight for our home.
Our tears hit the floor, their shells hit the ground.