How did courage always keep you on the run Carrying that Red Cross in the Italian sun? To get the rush danger brings You'd meet bulls and freaks inside the rings It's cut to the bone, jump into the blast But first, one must last, one must last There were two trains coming To where hope meets its second chance One could easily take you home, The other was bound for France You smiled bravely to waiting soldiers They knew which one you'd ride They were merely lost boys at your side At Sylvie's table at rue de l'Odeon You read simple praise for comrades gone Il faut d'abord durer Everyone was a man that day No matter how your fate gets cast First, one must last, one must last Then there were two trains coming Rolling for the women and the pain One blew the whistle 'cos the hour got late Another track was announced for Spain You drank slowly though the closing sign was broken Peasants fought to be your guide Women danced, capturing you with their faces, they left your hands untied You wrote a chilly ending no one could have known Doctor's son saves all lives but his own What did you see so strange When you stared out at that purple western range? Grace under pressure unsurpa**ed Surely you'd stand fast, you'd stand fast Then there were two trains coming So little time to pack One could no longer take you home The other wasn't coming back They were shocked at what this life could do With all the battles you'd survived They were merely lost boys at your side