Wow. It might not make sense, but that song really moved me. Actually, it awoke some old sadness and broken dreams, on a few counts. For one, I know a lot of people in the armed forces or families of them. So I can hear the worries in the words. For the other, though it is more selfish, I used to dream of the skies. I go through phases in my life of interests, and my longest one flew. I spent years dreaming of and reading of flight. I have designed on paper my own gliders. I used to know flight instruments backwards and forwards. And at one time, more than anything, I would have liked to serve as a jet pilot.