Track Insight / Lyrics
Greyhound dropped me at the tree line
Boots still dusty, laces fine
Pack weighs light, Nikon heavy
Morning fog sits low and steady
Boots sucked deep in sucking mud
Writing letters stained with blood
Sergeant yelled to hold the ridge
Now I'm sleeping under bridge
Helmet rests in Georgia clay
Thunder rolls ten miles away
My lens drinks the morning light
War looks different through the sight
Kept a photo in my breast
Girl in Kansas, Sunday best
Artillery woke us at three
Shrapnel found the man by me
Viewfinder shows the helmet crown
Sinking slow into the ground
Names scratched deep in metal rim
Prayers folded, worn-out hymn
Helmet rests in Georgia clay
Thunder rolls ten miles away
My lens drinks the morning light
War looks different through the sight
Harmonica in pack pocket
Plays a tune I can't unlock yet
Pedal steel cries through the pines
Matching all these broken lines
I frame the shot with trembling hand
My finger pulls no trigger, man
The shutter clicks, the moment stays
The thunder rolls for all our days
Helmet rests in Georgia clay
Thunder rolls ten miles away
My lens drinks the morning light
War looks different through the sight
Mail comes slow to forward ops
Canteen water, stale and slops
Buddy wrote his mother's name
Inside his helmet, scratched in flame
Helmet rests in Georgia clay
Thunder rolls ten miles away
My lens drinks the morning light
War looks different through the sight
Helmet rests in Georgia clay
Thunder rolls ten miles away
Georgia clay keeps every name
Thunder rolls just the same
