Story Behind the Song
a loss of innocence from civilian to seasoned soldier
Lyrics
no sky on display through a bitter cold november grey.
golden grass lay all around like a tattered welcome mat thats headed underground.
its a little muddy but i'm used to that, from the miles and the miles of walking in the dark.
great to see so many old faces through veteran eyes, those long quiet gazes.
i'm throwing dirt justlike we have for ages on a still life memory a chat around the embers.
its all here a notion of tomorrow with a blood drawn contract no lawyers can unravel.
walk away, let necessary win till i see no reason to think of it again, no its, head down time to focus in on the misty bit of life that hangs in front of me.
there was a problem, a monumental leap from a shining pedestal to the danger of the street.
innocence, a word a chant a marker, the days were fine till i could get to where theres trouble.
bring it on, i've earned it many ways keep it coming till i'm finally out of breath.
a travesty, a stroll along the bottom it was all of this and more the day we lost joe common
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