Midnight Soldier

by Bern Prost

Genre: Folk/Acoustic

Lyrics

MIDNIGHT SOLDIER

In your eyes there’s a darkness
It wasn’t there before
Midnight guns and cordite
Ever since you went to war

You were chosen for battle
And we fight back the tears
All that’s left is the memory
Of a soldier without fear

To spend the time and continue
It slowly drives you mad
The love you gave to your children
The best they ever had

Here at home with the anger
Is Jekyll or Hyde making moves?
Is it Dillinger? maybe, or Joe DeRita?
Hiding in our little boys’ room

Winter winds are blowing
Colors in the spring
Warm breezes are for summer
And autumn turns again

Our world is a statue so frozen
With broken arms and pallid hands
Can’t quell our many Midnight Soldiers
From falling in the sand

You were chosen for battle
And we fight back the tears
All that’s left is the memory
Of a soldier without fear

All that’s left is the memory
Of a soldier without fear

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