Digger

As I look out to the sky like I've done a thousand times The wars not so far away And the names carved out of stone a monument to the brave Yeah this one hits close to home And I'd wonder what I'd have done Another mother's son Would I turn my back and run What would I become And I'd stand on my own Through the sun All night long The price to protect our home Years undone Future won On this hill at the break of day The break of day Wind whispers to us songs On this hill at the break of day The break of day Lest we forget where we came from As the river flows on by the morning brings with it new light Last nights mist now burns away And the last post echoes out of brass and making its way Through a small crowd that's standing proud And I'd wonder what I'd have done Another mother's son Would I turn my back and run What would I become On this hill at the break of day The break of day Wind whispers to us songs On this hill at the break of day The break of day Lest we forget where we came from They shall grow not old as we that are left grow old And age shall not weary nor the years condemn At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them We will remember them On this hill at the break of day The break of day Wind whispers to us songs On this hill at the break of day The break of day Lest we forget where we came from On this hill The break of day On this hill The break of day