Title: “Two Days Under Fire”
Verse 1
Sun came up on a foreign hill,
Dust on my boots and the world standin’ still.
Radio crackled, “Brother, we’re still here,”
Pinned to the ground by a razor-edge fear.
Verse 2
They’d been lyin’ in the dirt since the long night fell,
Sniper in the rocks raisin’ his own hell.
I could hear their whispers through the static and rain,
Talkin’ ‘bout their kids just to outrun the pain.
Chorus
Two days under fire, with nowhere to run,
Countin’ every heartbeat, every rise of the sun.
So I bowed my head, said, “Lord, guide my hand,”
Then I broke from the ridge and I ran through that land.
If I don’t make it home, let the story be told,
How I went for my brothers like the good book told.
Verse 3
Crawled through the thorns where the red dust blows,
Bullets hit the gravel, singin’ close to my clothes.
I saw Tommy’s eyes, pale as winter sky,
Tryin’ to look brave, but he knew he might die.
Verse 4
Jake was holdin’ pressure on a torn-up side,
Said, “Don’t you let my mama see me swallow this pride.”
I said, “Ain’t nobody dyin’ on me today,”
Threw ‘em over my shoulders and I walked anyway.
Chorus
Two days under fire, with nowhere to run,
Countin’ every heartbeat, every rise of the sun.
With the weight of my brothers and the cross on my chest,
I followed that voice sayin’ “Do your best.”
If I don’t make it home, let the truth still stand,
I was just a scared kid with a rifle in hand.
Bridge
Maybe it was angels in the smokin’ blue,
Maybe it was luck, maybe pure red, white, and you.
But we broke that line ‘fore the daylight bled,
And I heard ‘em all laughin’ like they’d come back from the dead.
Final Chorus
Two days under fire, but we found our road,
Leavin’ bloody footprints in the same torn sod.
Now I sit on the porch ‘neath an evening sky,
Hear their voices in the wind when the trucks roll by.
If you ask what I did in that far-off land,
I just went for my brothers like any man can.
Tag
Sun goes down on a quiet town square,
But part of me’s still runnin’ through that hot, thin air.
Two days under fire, I’ll remember ‘til I’m gone,
‘Cause that’s the kind of love a soldier leans on.
CDMoore
