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 Do I hear what I think I'm hearing?  
Do I see the signs I think I see?  
Or is this just a fantasy?  
Is it true that the beast is waking 
Stirring in his restless sleep tonight 
In the pale moonlight 
In the grip of this cold december 
You and I have reason to remember. 
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing 
The songs that you and I don't sing 
They blow their horns and march along 
They drum their drums and look so strong 
Youd think that nothing in the world was wrong 
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing 
The songs that you and I wont sing 
Lets not look the other way 
Taking a chance 
Cause if the bugler starts to play 
We too must dance. 
Whats that sound, whats that dreadful rumble?  
Wont somebody tell me what I hear?  
In the distance but drawing near 
Is it only a storm approaching?  
All that thunder and the blinding light 
In the winter night 
In the grip of this cold december 
You and I have reason to remember. 
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing 
The songs that you and I dont sing 
They blow their horns and march along 
They drum their drums and look so strong 
Youd think that nothing in the world was wrong 
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing 
The songs that you and I wont sing 
Lets not look the other way 
Taking a chance 
Cause if the bugler starts to play 
We too must dance. 
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing 
The songs that you and I wont sing 
Lets not look the other way 
Taking a chance 
Cause if the bugler starts to play 
We too must dance. 
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