The dirt is red out here, the sky is burning grey I carry Daniel's dog tags every goddamn day I close my eyes at night but sleep won't let me rest My father's voice keeps calling from somewhere in my chest
Emily, I'm out here but I don't know where I am I saw the bombs fall open, I saw God turn away I keep your photograph inside my left boot, close to the ground Baby count my freckles when I'm home, don't let me come unwound 'Cause Dad keeps walking through my dreams and never turns around Emily... — find me.
I've seen the kind of things that don't wash off with rain I've held a rifle steady while my hands were shaking like a flame The morning comes in silence, I don't know what it's for I used to know the man I was before
Emily, I'm out here but I don't know where I am I saw the bombs fall open, I saw God turn away I keep your photograph inside my left boot, close to the ground Baby count my freckles when I'm home, don't let me come unwound 'Cause Dad keeps walking through my dreams and never turns around Emily... — find me.
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Sadness, Nostalgia, Melancholy, depressive, Vocal Fry, male voice, male solider