1386 Wright Street
A doorstep awaits
Two new visitors
A mother
Both boys of 19, off to war
The only children
The last of the family line

1386 Wright Street
A doorstep awaits
The marines called today
Both boys of 19, in the war
The end of the family line

Brutal heat of the Iraqi desert
A run down house awaits
Two new visitors
A platoon of men inside
Both boys of 19, in the house
No one sees the men coming
Silence,
Was that an explosion?

An air-conditioned room
The Pentagon, Washington D.C.
A phone call awaits
The room gone silent
Two men dead
Both boys of 19, back from war
Gone in the flash
What do we tell the mother?

1386 Wright Street
A doorstep awaits
Two new visitors
Two men in uniform
One holding a flag
Another comforting
A crying mother in his arms

1386 Wright Street
A doorstep awaits
The whole town at the door
Every citizen telling the mother
Both boys of 19, heroes
No one will ever forget


Center of town
A new plaque
Visitors come to pay respects
Both boys of 19, never forgotten