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The Name Of The Game

© Edward Winterhalder

The virus came from China, with a risk nobody knew
When many lives were lost, the fear suddenly grew
You were a  front line warrior, it’s what you loved to do
Saving lives, dressed in white, we will all remember you
Everything has changed, nothing will be the same
Gone, but not forgotten, is the name of the game

Our healthcare heroes, they paid the ultimate cost
Millions of people got sick, so many bodies were tossed
There’s no time left to cry, there’s no bridges left to cross
There’s no time to say goodbye, to the family we lost
Everything has changed, nothing will be the same
Gone, but not forgotten, is the name of the game

Living in the fast lane, it’s the outlaw biker code
Along the way you learn, to carry the heavy load
When the ride is over, and you’re at the end of the road
There’s no time left for dreaming, or to reap the love that you sewed
Everything has changed, nothing will be the same
Gone, but not forgotten, is the name of the game