Army Reserve - Brendan O'Brien Mix

How long must she stand before the ground
 it gives way to an endless fall
 She can feel this war on her face
 Stars on her pillow she's folding in darkness
 begging for slumber
 I'm not blind, I can see it coming
 Looks like lightning in my child's eye
 I'm not frantic, I can feel it coming
 Violently shakes my body
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 Her son's slanted
 Always giving her the sideways eye
 The empty chair where dad sits
 How loud can silence get?
 Mom, she reassures to contain him
 But it's becoming a lie
 She tells herself and anyone else
 Father is risking his life for our freedoms
 I'm not blind, I can see it coming
 Looks like lightning in my child's eye
 I'm no frantic, I can feel it coming
 Darling, you'll save me if you save yourself