I imagined a soldier coming home and experiencing what would later be diagnosed as PTSD(Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) This is a story of a soldier fighting with the despair, the feeling of insanity, the ugliness, and the hopelessness. And, remembering the ones he took from this earth. 


If we kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets
The voices don't haunt us, at least so we’re told.
But this one had the look I've seen in my own eyes.
But, there's more than one word for love, or so it seems.

I've seen her floating by the river late at night.
Awake and charged, as if my heaven had come true. 
I have made my peace, she’s floating next to me
Now she helps me sleep the whole night through

If I don't speak, there's nothing but thin air.
But, thin air can't explain the pain I saw out east.
My blood boils cold when I think of that family.
They fell from the gun fire, not knowing my name. 

I've seen her floating by the river late at night.
Awake and charged, as if my heaven had come true. 
I have made my peace, she’s floating next to me
Now she helps me sleep the whole night through

My old sins have cast the longest shadow. 
My patches have ripped, and my stripes have long since flown.
But, I'll never forget the spirits we took there.
The answers in the river and thats nearest to my home

I've seen her floating by the river late at night.
Awake and charged, as if my heaven had come true. 
I have made my peace, she’s floating next to me
Now she helps me sleep the whole night through

She helps me sleep...the whole night through


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