By
Aetre
Who searches at
dawn for the sight of a fountain
Guided not by
sunshine through the fog and gray
Lowers a lantern
and climbs up the mountain
Strives to earn
the right to see the light of day
Who calls to
those trapped in the valley below
In an attempt to
reach those who cannot be reached
Finds the
fountain frozen, yet melting with the snow
Calls again:
A
yell
A
shout
A
cry
A
shriek
A
scream
A
screech
And
then says
“Always onward
For we’ll go as
far as the path of time leads us
And don’t look
back
Oh, we will go
that far”
Who in darkness
of midnight teaches of salvation:
“The greatest
deeds are done in times of sorrow and pain
Once more raise
the lantern and through fog guide a nation
Freedom protect
and, most of all, the hope maintain”
Who comes only
with the greatest of said intentions
Builds empires,
tears them down, and still marches quickly on
Makes for a
great present that, for now, nobody mentions
Calls again:
A
hope
A
prayer
A
wish
A
plea
A
voice
A
song
And
then says
“Always onward
For we are
America and we are on a mission
And don’t look
back
Oh, we will see
that morn”
When out of
destruction come life and creation
The wound is
healed, the peace restored, as it was before
If freedom still
depends upon one’s current world location
Is it any wonder
that this world still needs war?
When daylight
will fade into nighttime again,
Who then will
hold the light and guide us on?
Inside us all
lies a fire that never ends
United we stand,
and standing we’ll be strong
Always onward
For no matter
how far that path of time leads us
In the end
It is we who
will lead the path on
Always onward
For we are
united, and we are strong.