# ORDERS FROM A DISTANT ROOM [Intro] Left, right! Boots hit dirt and the whole ground shakes Left, right! Somebody decides and a soldier pays Who gives the order? A voice in a room! Who walks through the fire? The men sent to move! [Verse 1] There's a flag on the shoulder and dust on the face A letter from home in a war torn place Mama keeps praying by the light in the hall Daddy says nothing but he watches that wall Somebody in a suit puts a mark on a map Somebody far away never hears the impact They talk about victory, power, and pride But they don't see the brothers who stand side by side No microphone captures the weight of the pack No speech brings a fallen young soldier back And the ones who come home with a war in their chest Still wake up at night when the whole house rests [Pre Chorus] Count every mile Count every name Count every promise That vanished in flames [Chorus] ORDERS FROM A DISTANT ROOM! Boots hit the dirt when they tell us to move! WHO PAYS THE PRICE WHEN THE BIG SHOTS CHOOSE? The sons and daughters in the combat boots! We stand for the people, we stand for the land But somebody answer for the blood on their hands You can wave that flag, you can thunder that tune But the real ones are marching from orders in a distant room! [Verse 2] They say boots on the ground, then the cameras arrive They count up the headlines while the troops survive A mother sees a doorway and she checks every car A wife reads a message and she stares at the stars I ain't blaming the soldier for a plan he didn't write I ain't calling it glory just because it sounds right If the mission is worth it, then tell us the reason Don't sell us a slogan that expires with the season Give the wounded their care, give the veterans respect Give the families truth, not a staged silhouette If the leaders want sacrifice, let the record be clear Who made the decision? Who answered for fear? [Pre Chorus] Count every mile Count every name Count every promise That vanished in flames [Chorus] ORDERS FROM A DISTANT ROOM! Boots hit the dirt when they tell us to move! WHO PAYS THE PRICE WHEN THE BIG SHOTS CHOOSE? The sons and daughters in the combat boots! We stand for the people, we stand for the land But somebody answer for the blood on their hands You can wave that flag, you can thunder that tune But the real ones are marching from orders in a distant room! [Bridge] One voice says forward! One voice says stand! One family waits with a flag in their hands! No soldier is a number! No life is a game! If you send them into danger, put your name on the claim! [Breakdown] LEFT! RIGHT! WHO BEARS THE COST? LEFT! RIGHT! WHO COUNTS THE LOST? NOT JUST A SPEECH! NOT JUST A SHOW! TELL US THE TRUTH BEFORE THEY GO! [Final Chorus] ORDERS FROM A DISTANT ROOM! Let the whole damn country hear that boom! Respect the brave and question the plan Demand the truth from the ones who command! We stand for the people, we stand for the land With mud on our boots and our hearts in our hands No cheap applause can erase what they do This song belongs to the troops who make it through! [Outro] Left, right! Remember their names! Left, right! Don't waste their pain! The boots hit the ground The questions remain Who gave the order? Who answers their names?
