[Verse]
Flags are flying in the morning light,
Red, white, and blue, standing proud and bright.
We gather quiet in the soft May air,
With heavy hearts and empty chairs.
Some gave their youth, some gave their name,
Some left and never came back the same.
But some gave all, in the line they chose,
And it’s their silence that echoes most.
[Chorus]
Heroes don’t come home,
But their stories still are known.
Etched in stone and whispered low,
In fields where freedom’s flowers grow.
We raise our hands, we bow our heads,
For the ones who gave their lives instead.
They gave it all so we could roam—
And that’s why heroes don’t come home.
[Verse]
There’s a cross on a hill, there’s a name in gold,
A mother’s tears that never grow old.
A brother stands where his boots once fell,
With a folded flag and a tale to tell.
Not just a soldier, not just a name,
But a life, a soul, a burning flame.
They wore the cloth, they faced the fight,
So we could sleep through peaceful nights.
[Chorus]
Heroes don’t come home,
But their stories still are known.
Etched in stone and whispered low,
In fields where freedom’s flowers grow.
We raise our hands, we bow our heads,
For the ones who gave their lives instead.
They gave it all so we could roam—
And that’s why heroes don’t come home.
[Bridge – Spoken or Sung Softly]
Let us never take for granted
The breath we breathe, the life we live.
It was paid for in sacrifice
Only the bravest could give.
[Chorus – Strong and Solemn]
Heroes don’t come home,
But their legacy is sewn
Into every flag, each anthem’s tone,
Into the heart of this great home.
We stand today because they fell,
Their names forever we will tell.
They gave it all, not carved in stone—
But in the freedom we’ve always known.
[Outro – Gentle Acoustic]
Heroes don’t come home…
But they never leave us alone.
