by Mark Heard.
I was a soldier, came home in tatters
I won the battles and lost the war
Now that I'm older it doesn't matter
Some lives are stolen
I'm just one more

No, don't ask me what I miss
Nobody likes to kiss and speak of failure
No, don't ask me what I've lost
You know I like to talk and I might tell you

I was a laughter, I was a lover
I was another in other times
Rain in my rafters is all you'll discover
You needn't bother to read my mind


I have this nightmare of glowing embers
Safe by the fireplace when I was five
And in the night air it makes me tremble
I still remember what love is like


words and music Mark Heard © 1993 Fingerprint Records, Inc.
All Rights Reserved. Printed by permission.

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