I'd just started the patrol
When a woman lost control
She was beating her children
Stopped her before she killed them
It's like a different world
As another stone is hurled
Then we came under attack
I was injured in my back
Got taken to the Field Tent
Thought of you, breathed in your scent
Raised voices, it's all a blur
All the surgeons did concur
The bullet just missed my spine
Don't worry love, I'll be fine
Learning to walk, yet again
Gritting my teeth, through the pain
Morphine patches, pain relief
Army Medics give me grief
Keep dreaming of me and you
and our Sunshine Avenue
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