Monsters on the Battlefield


There were monsters on the battlefield.

There were monsters on the battlefield.
A storm of bullets with no cover or shield.
The cries of men shot out to the sky.
It plagues me now even on this night.

It's been 4 months since I've been home
Sweating in my bed, all alone.
The nightmares won't end, the war won't leave me.
I'm afraid to be asleep because my sleep will deceive me.

There were monsters on the battlefield.

It's time for a drink, maybe two, I need more
Something to keep out the horrors of war.
I get to the bar, pull up a seat, buy a drink
Just to lend myself some time to think.
And that's when he sat next to me,
I didn't talk but he spoke with such integrity,
Such confidence, such grace with his husky tone.
He bought me a drink and my heart reversed from stone.

He smiled at me told me stories, made me laugh
And finally lead me away from a nightmarish path.
He took me into his arms and told me a future;
A future where we could be together.

But there were monsters in the battlefield.

He woke me up at morning and told me this night was important;
He told me he might be gone, and I should not forget about him.
He told me to stare at the moon and listen to the howling wolves
Because that's where he is, at least that's the story he told.

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