INCOMING

Sometimes rockets hit the base
And I'm far away...
On the other side when they come in from the Bay.
You hear the Thud of them hit..
And your throat gets so dry you can hardly spit.

Those near the Thud must quarter their post.
One of the guys gets an alert and you're scared as a ghost.
Then a voice from CSC says we are in Red Option One.
You take a deep breath and chamber a round in your gun.
(actually weapon but it doesn't ryhme)

You wonder all night if your friends are OK ..
The ones that quartered their posts by the Bay.
Sometimes you're too far away and can't hear..
The war on the radio and for your friends you Fear.
You wait anxiously to find out that all is well,
But as far as the next time, well who can tell..