A Soldier's Lament
Words & Music © 2015 Jeffrey E. McCaskill. All Rights Reserved.
Well, I'm sittin' here alone
Feelin' heavy as a stone
Thinkin' 'bout the war, the friends I lost
And what we're fighting for.
Somewhere deep within my head
Something innocent is dead
What was so damn worth protecting
That I gave it up instead
That I gave it up instead?
Childhood blown across the sand
Will they ever understand
That beneath your "victory"
All the losses you can't see.
Will they forget all our names?
Will they speak of us in shame?
Will they say we kept them free?
Will they keep our headstones clean?
Will they keep our headstones clean?
Will I ever come to heal?
WIll I ever come to feel?
Well, I'm sittin' here alone
Feelin' heavy as a stone
Thinkin' 'bout the war, the friends I lost
And what we're fighting for.
Somewhere deep within my head
Something innocent is dead
What was so damn worth protecting
That I gave it up instead
That I gave it up instead?
Childhood blown across the sand
Will they ever understand
That beneath your "victory"
All the losses you can't see.
Will they forget all our names?
Will they speak of us in shame?
Will they say we kept them free?
Will they keep our headstones clean?
Will they keep our headstones clean?
Will I ever come to heal?
WIll I ever come to feel?
