[Verse 1] Two old men... neighbors and friends Both war veterans and Godly men One was older, the other... just old Shared memories of combat they struggled to hold [Verse 2] They had quiet chats in a dim-lit room Of days well behind them The rare bond of hearts that still beat strong In bodies grown weary in life and limb. The younger spoke with respect deep and sincere Of the "real" veteran still living past his hundredth year. [Verse 3] When sleep finally captures the old one's eyes The younger and I exchange good-byes. He slips out the door, sweeps the ramp out back And climbs into his truck with the old one's trash in a sack. [Chorus] Neighbors and brothers in heart, mind, and soul More treasured than mountains of jewels or gold. They'd both worn the uniform, both answered the call Both knew the price of freedom, and the names upon the wall. [Verse 4] But the greatest act of service that I witnessed on that day Was an old soldier helping an older one along the way. No medals on his chest, no marching band in sight Just a brother serving a brother, quietly doing what was right. [Final Chorus] Neighbors and brothers in heart, mind, and soul More treasured than mountains of jewels or gold. And I thought of the words our Savior once said, "Love one another," and the parts in red.
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