La peur n'est rien: Fear is Nothing
That kid crashed his way into my mind
Made his impression, left it all behind
Oh, he’s running distance with my heart
That boy, the musician with talent widespread
My lips rebel; they form his name
My world will never be the same
Oh, he’s running distance with my heart
That boy, the drummer who’s in my head
He clutched my hand, I lost control
It sent a thrill right through my soul
Oh, he’s running distance with my heart
That boy, the Indian in the red
That Indian ripped my heart from my chest
And took off sprinting towards the west
Oh, he’s running distance with my heart
That boy, the athlete like a thoroughbred
He fights, gallantly, wielding his rifle
My fears, my terrors I’m trying to stifle
Oh, he’s running distance with my heart
That man, the soldier who’s spitting lead
When asked whose life he valued more,
He answered, as always, yours.
Oh, he’s running distance with my heart
That man, my comrade who’s bleeding red
He took those bullets for a friend
A Lieutenant, his girl til the end
Oh, without him my world just fell apart
That hero, my lover who’s dropped dead