A Soldier's Memoir (P T S D Song)

I've been home about six months now

And I still have my doubts

I'm not sure how I got here

Or how I'm gonna get out

My Mama 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

I can hear my Sergeant screaming,

"Run, Soldier, run."

I can feel the backpack on my shoulders

God, it weighed a ton

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

When they shot off those fireworks

I nearly hit the ground

While they smiled and cheered for us

All I could do was stare

Cuz part of me is here at home

And part of me's back there

I can still taste the powder

From the barrel of my gun

I can hear my Sergeant screaming,

"Run, Soldier, run."

I can feel the backpack on my shoulders

God, it weighed a ton

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

Cuz 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

I can hear my Sergeant screaming,

"Run, Soldier, run."

I can feel the backpack on my shoulders

God, it weighed a ton

I see death in every single thought

They taught me how to put that uniform on

I just can't get it off