I painted myself green to blend in with the trees, now no one knows who I really am, and I can finally do as I please, we're all a bunch of misfits, lead here by some unkown path, some of us dreamers, just running from our pasts, but we now call each other brother, and lend our helping hands, its a relationship of misery, pain, and fate, that few will understand... so we walk by day, and walk by night, one behind the other, to make sure your brother is alright, the pain it comes, and the misery wont go, fate brought us here, and our feelings, we'll never show. So I wear the trees, and my face does too, we'll walk til its all over, and maybe we'll make it back to you, but in the meantime dont forget us, while we're busy doing our time, we'll call once in a while, to let you know we're doing fine, And please don't believe the rumors, Don't believe the lies, We're your husbands and your sons, Not evil people you should despise, No i cant tell you where I'm going, Or when I'm comming home, It just so happens some things in life, are better left unknown, BUT you should know this..... We're not the ones who fly the skies, Or float the seven seas, We're not the ones who push the papers, And do whatever that they please, We're not the ones who drive the trucks, And certainly not the ones who serve the food, We're not the ones you've talked too, that are always in good moods, We're not those guys on the commercials, Nor are we the ones you always see, We'll never be seen on a poster, You'll be lucky to ever catch a glimpse of me... We're the guys who walks the roads, And live amongst the trees, We're the guys who wear the packs, And usually have unrolled sleeves, My boots are always dirty, I look nasty and unclean, Half the words I always say, are pretty dam obscene, WE are the ones who pull the trigger, and put our lives on the line, Because amongst all the chaos and the horror, This is where we were meant to shine, So if your wondering where we are, yeah, we'll be out amongst the trees, And if your wondering who we are, We'll tell you we are marines, But more importantly to my brothers, And more importantly to me, I serve my time....in the marine corps infantry. -written and dedicated to every 11 out there. you know who you are.
