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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Saw my father on the back porch
Counting grandkids like blessings on his knee
Soft Sunday in his coffee cup
Said
"Boy
This is all it ever had to be"
But your posters on my bedroom wall
Were heroes burning bright enough to blind
Steel and smoke and screaming sky
I swore I'd never live a quiet life
[Chorus]
I wanna grow old under one porch light
Same pair of eyes in the middle of the night
Or go out standing when the bullets fly
Last breath loud as a battle cry
Hold your hand in the slow July
Or leave my name in the shattered sky
God
I'm torn between a lullaby
And a glorious goodbye
[Verse 2]
Met you waiting at the last train
Ink on your wrist
Suitcase by your side
Talked of children
Maybe two or four
You laughed and said
"Just make it home alive"
Now there's dinner getting cold again
My boots by the door
My bag half done
You ask
"How many wars you need
Before you learn you'd rather teach our kid to run?"
[Chorus]
I wanna grow old under one porch light
Same pair of eyes in the middle of the night
Or go out standing when the bullets fly
Last breath loud as a battle cry
Hold your hand in the slow July
Or leave my name in the shattered sky
God
I'm torn between a lullaby
And a glorious goodbye
[Bridge]
Maybe courage ain't just charging
Maybe courage is staying still
Letting years pile on your shoulders
Letting love outlast the thrill
If the fire calls me one more time
Will I finally let it ring?
Or walk back in
Hang up my coat
And be a hero of ordinary things? (oh)
[Chorus]
I wanna grow old under one porch light
Same pair of eyes in the middle of the night
Or go out standing when the bullets fly
Last breath loud as a battle cry
Hold your hand in the slow July
Or leave my name in the shattered sky
If I must choose how I live and die
Let your voice be my war cry
Details
GeneratedJan 20, 2026
Duration3:45
LanguageEnglish
Style
Anthemic rock ballad, male vocals. Intimate fingerpicked guitar and warm upright bass on the verses; drums enter with roomy, live feel. Chorus blooms with soaring electric leads, organ pad, and stacked gang vocals on the hook. Bridge drops to just vocal, tremolo guitar, and floor tom, then a full-band, shout-along final chorus that rides out with a gritty guitar outro., glorious
Credits
Prompt byWhyAllSadddd
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Man’s desire to either grow old with a loving family, or die in a glorious last stand.
