[Verse 1]
Dust settles on my boots again,
Marching through a town where I once had men.
Their voices echo in the evening breeze,
Calling out from the memories.
[Pre-Chorus]
I see their faces in the firelight glow,
Laughing, dreaming, now they’re shadows.
Left with medals, scars, and blame,
Carrying the weight of their names.
[Chorus]
I hear them calling in the dead of night,
Their whispers ride on the wind’s cold bite.
I made it home, but I’m still there,
With the ghosts of the battlefield everywhere.
[Verse 2]
Folded flags and letters unread,
Promises made to the ones now dead.
I shake their hands in my mind once more,
Before I walk through that old front door.
[Pre-Chorus]
I see their faces in the firelight glow,
Laughing, dreaming, now they’re shadows.
Left with medals, scars, and blame,
Carrying the weight of their names.
[Chorus]
I hear them calling in the dead of night,
Their whispers ride on the wind’s cold bite.
I made it home, but I’m still there,
With the ghosts of the battlefield everywhere.
[Bridge]
They say time heals, but it’s all a lie,
I still see them every time I close my eyes.
One more breath, one more fight,
One more chance to make it right.
[Chorus]
I hear them calling in the dead of night,
Their whispers ride on the wind’s cold bite.
I made it home, but I’m still there,
With the ghosts of the battlefield everywhere.
[Outro]
So I raise a glass and say their names,
For the ones who never came.
I live for them, though it’s not fair,
'Cause the ghosts of the battlefield are everywhere.