TilliS - The Ninth Track Lyrics
The day is almost done;Drop the knapsack and the heavy gun.Chilled and wet and weary,Wander to and fro,Seeking wood to kindleFire amidst the snow.Shivering, 'midst the darkness,Valiant men are found,There devoutly kneelingOn the frozen groundPleading for their country,In their hour of woeFor it's soldiers marchingShoeless through the snow