

Prompt / Lyrics
Never wounded, never shot I brought something home another way. They called it healed, rated at zero, not worth a cent for the time spent. something laid hidden Deep within, at an older age it would rage With no wound seen, there’s “nothing here to see”… truth laid in waiting in my Dee in Aye The wound is a disease, ready to come out any day, in Dee In Aye With no wound seen, there’s “nothing here to see”… truth laid in wait in altered Dee In Aye. What my service sewed, a strand of translocated Dee In Aye. Hidden deep beneath the skin, a slow burning wick within. Time divine, but endings defined. Nothing ever came in a straight line. With no wound seen, there’s “nothing here to see”… truth laid in wait in altered Dee In Aye.
Tags
Country Rock Metal
3:06
No
2/27/2026