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Lyrics:
[Verse 1 – Low, reflective]
Boots in the dirt, flag on my sleeve
Bunk beds, brown bags, memories I can't leave
Barracks are quiet, my duffel’s packed tight
Saluting the shadow of my old life tonight
Canteen scars and dust in my veins
Roll calls, night falls, and endless rains
Trading out my camo for faded blue jeans
But there’s some things that stay stitched in the seams
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[Chorus – Deep and heavy]
It’s hard when the Army calls time
When the cadence fades and you're left behind
When the names you yelled are a whisper now
And your brothers are ghosts in a different town
I was green, I was gold, I was blood, I was bone
Now it’s just me… making this last march out alone
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[Verse 2 – Digging deeper]
Motorpool smells and chow hall nights
Rifle range echoes in my dreams some nights
Patches and ribbons packed up in a case
But no medal ever covers up the empty space
Those blackhawk sunsets, sand in my eyes
Laughter and firefights under the same sky
Swapping MREs and chasing lost sleep
Built a whole damn life I can’t keep
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[Chorus – Stronger]
It’s hard when the Army calls time
When the cadence fades and you're left behind
When the names you yelled are a whisper now
And your brothers are ghosts in a different town
I was green, I was gold, I was blood, I was bone
Now it’s just me… making this last march out alone
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[Bridge – Stripped down and personal]
Final roll call, one last drive
Saluting the years that kept me alive
A patch on my chest, but it's carved in my soul
Army strong, even when I go
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[Final Chorus – Big and emotional]
It’s hard when the Army calls time
When the cadence fades and you're left behind
When the names you yelled are a whisper now
And your brothers are ghosts in a different town
I was green, I was gold, I was blood, I was bone
Now it’s just me… making this last march out alone
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[Outro – Guitar fade, boots marching away]
Last march out...
Just me now...
Last march out...
