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A Soldier's Memoir - Text

Been home about six months now
And I still have my doubts
Well I’m not sure how I got here
Or how I’m gonna get out
Well my momma says
I look the same
As I did before i left
But if she could see inside of me
It would scare her to death
I can still taste the powder from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screaming ¨run soldier run¨
And I can fell the backpack on my shoulders
Got it weighed a ton
And I see death in every single thought
They taught me how to put that uniform on
I just can’t get it off
Last Saturday They honored us
In a small parade downtown
And when They shot off those fireworks
I nearly hit the ground
And while They smiled and cheered for us
All i could do was stare
Cause part of me is here at home
But part of me is back there
I can still taste the powder from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screaming ¨run soldier run¨
And I can fell the backpack on my shoulders
Got it weighed a ton
And I see death in every single thought
They taught me how to put that uniform on
I just can’t get it off
Yeah there’s no end in sight
Cause even though I’m home now
I’m still fighting for my life
I can still taste the powder from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screaming ¨run soldier run¨
And I can fell the backpack on my shoulders
Got it weighed a ton
And I see death in every single thought
They taught me how to put that uniform on
I just can’t get it off

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