The way is open, the path is clear.
The man is cold and fraught with fear.
If only he could hide away.
Live to fight another day.

All is still, no shouting.
Now, is this the time to go.
Should he wait for one more sign,
Or move out soft and slow?

The Captain said he'd make it through.
Be brave my boy it's up to you.
A fleeting glance and then away.
A single shot, no more to say.