On This DayThe bugle has sounded, its notes drift away,this time now belongs to you. On this day for one brief moment, hear the silence fill the air. Think of those who walked beside us, now no longer there. Then don’t cry but hear their laughter, for their spirit lives inside. Let that mystic stream of mem’ry fill our hearts with pride! Make us humble, make us knowing, and accepting what is done. On this day for now, forever, make this nation one! On this day for all the fallen, make this nation one! ![]() |
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