I thought I´d write to Juliet, for she would understand
And when someone is already dead
They can no longer let you down
Instead I find myself talking to you

As my oldest friend, tell me how I can advise someone
That I don´t even know to welcome death

For I received a letter that is worth reporting
And though it may raise a cynical smile
It leaves a sinking feeling
Like when a soldier in a story says to the sergeant
"Have you seen my pride and joy?"
You know the rest and it´s no joke
Forgive me please as I quote:
"This is a letter of thanks
As I´m so bored here in I can´t say where
So I´m writing to people that I may never meet
And I was thinking of something you said"

"I´m a female soldier, my name is Constance

I enlisted in the military needing funds for college
I´m twenty-three years old and if I do get home alive
I imagine I may think again"

"I´m sleeping with my eyes open for fear of attack
Your words are a comfort, they´re the best things that I have
Apart from family pictures and, of course, my gas mask
I don´t know why I am writing to you"