One More Day
Intro
Verse 1
Reveille again. I didn't ask for it.
The bugle doesn't care.
Lace the boots, shoulder the pack,
fall in, the line is there.
Nobody signed my orders.
Nobody tells me where.
Just the rank behind me pressing,
and a bayonet in the air.
Chorus
One more day,
not for glory, not for flag.
One more day,
'cause I'm not allowed to lag.
There's a blade against my back
from the ones who march behind,
and you can't fall out of the column
till the finish line's in sight.
So, one more day.
Verse 2
They pin a medal on survivors
and call it courage on the news,
but courage is a choice,
and I'm not the one who gets to choose.
I'd lay this rifle down tonight
if they'd let me walk away,
but deserters get the brig,
so I march another day.
Chorus
One more day,
not for glory, not for flag.
One more day,
'cause I'm not allowed to lag.
There's a blade against my back
from the ones who march behind,
and you can't fall out of the column
till the finish line's in sight.
So, one more day.
Bridge
Some days the thing at my back is a bayonet.
Some days it's her hand.
On the worst mornings,
I can't tell which one.
So I march for both.
Final Chorus
One more day,
not for glory, not for flag.
One more day,
grumbling every step I drag.
There's a blade against my back,
and a hand there too, somehow,
and you can't fall out of the column,
so I guess I'm marching now.
One more day.
Outro
Fine.
One more day.