D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders each day Against blue sky or grey Of sacrifices, and lives lost Defending our rights
Freedom isn’t free The media doesn’t see The good of the troops In those lands of sand and Minarets, martyrs and madmen
Freedom, food, water, hope On the line, in the chaos, In the storm, in the desert, in the streets
Snap in the breeze, or limp on the cord Sentries marking the honor To a man, I didn’t support But honor, nonetheless For his optimism, faith In this place, this idea
The rightness of our dream Lost for so long in the malaise The hurt from Dallas to Tehran
On guard still, Our finest in the field Pawns or patriots, whatever your view Remember to vote, to have a say To remember them all Snap to attention, And pledge allegiance To this nation
For it’s the best hope As Reagan knew, and we do too So whether half staff or whole We remember the call, the duty We share, to herald the hope, The dream we hold dear This Fourth and all year.