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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boot prints in the red clay
Dust on my old dog tags
Sunrise in the rearview
But my mind keeps turning back
To that torn-up little village
Smoke hangin’ in the air
I can still see his small hand
Reaching up from under there
[Chorus]
I remember saving one more
Just a kid on a stranger’s floor
Carried him out through the sirens and stone
Heart beating hard like it might explode
Now I'm home but I’m not sure
Who I am or what this hurt is for
My heart’s been shattered to the core
But I remember saving one more
[Verse 2]
Church bells on a Sunday
Everybody dressed in clean
I stand outside in the gravel
Staring past the evergreens
They say “thank you for your service”
Like that’s supposed to set me free
They don’t see the empty bedroom
Where sleep keeps desertin’ me
[Chorus]
I remember saving one more
Just a kid on a stranger’s floor
Carried him out through the sirens and stone
Heart beating hard like it might explode
Now I'm home but I’m not sure
How to live with what I saw before
My soul feels cracked from every war
But I remember saving one more
[Bridge]
Some nights I’m back in that doorway (oh)
Hearing every broken cry
I talk to God in the dark
Ask Him why I stayed alive
If I can’t shake these shadows
If I can’t stitch what’s torn
He whispers through the silence
“Son, you carried one through the storm”
[Chorus]
I remember saving one more
Just a kid on a stranger’s floor
Carried him out through the sirens and stone
Heart beating hard like it might explode
And maybe that’s what grace is for
A little light in a world at war
I’ll keep walking, cracked but sure
‘Cause I remember saving one more
Details
GeneratedJan 30, 2026
Duration3:34
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Slow southern country ballad with male vocals, brushed kit and soft upright bass, warm pedal steel weeping around a front-porch acoustic. Verses stay hushed and close-mic’d, chorus swells with harmony and organ pad. Final chorus drops to almost a whisper, then swells once more for a bittersweet, resolute ending., soul
Credits
Prompt by
Palerider_6
Palerider_6ModelAria v5
Prompt
My heart is broken because of War. I feel Broken soul . I remember Saving one more . It's hard to Move past the memory. My favorite genre of music is Southern country.
