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“Stronger than Angels”

July 19, 2010

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With all wars the real casualties aren’t the soldiers that signed up – they knew the risks and accepted them as a part of their job.
The real casualties of war are the families of these soldiers that return home in a wooden box. Its the mothers, fathers, daughters, children, friends and neighbours of these brave soldiers who will carry this grief for the rest of their lives.
Here’s my song from their perspective.

“Stronger than Angels”

I came home on a Friday
its a windy rainy afternoon
the door was swinging open
keeping time to an old familar tune
I’ve heard you playing on your radio
when your holed up in your room
that’s where you do your crying
washing colours out of rainbows
’till they’re blue

playing “stronger than angels”
that’s what your daddy used to do
and if he was able
he would hold you and sing that song to you
now it’s colder than icecream
on a winters day in June
with the snow piled on your window
now that daddys left too soon

I guess it had been crazy
since the day we heard the news
your father took a bullet
in a foreign land he didn’t choose.
Now the future is hazy
if we dull it down with booze
those memories are worth saving
now he’s coming home in red and white and blue
(he needs you)
“stronger than angels”
wipe that tear from the corner of your eye
your having our baby
and I’m sure he’s watching by
with his army of angels
that forgot the reasons why
they left their medals on a table
as the mourners walk on by

(they’re singing) “stronger than angels”
I can hear their mothers cry
cause if they were able
to shout out and reach the sky
to blame all those fallen angels
who stood by to watch their sons all die
they’re reading letters from Obama
cold comfort from where they lie

colder than icecream
on a winters day in June
playing on your radio
now that daddys left too soon

“stronger than angels”
wipe that tear from the corner of your eye
they left their medals on a table
as the mourners walk on by
“stronger than angels”
you’re having our baby
now its colder than icecream
as the mourners walk on by
“stronger than angels”
“stronger than angels”
as the mourners walk on by

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. July 20, 2010 8:36

    Listening to your song the second time, I’m reading the lyrics now. I’ve probably written this before: you have a way with words. I like this line alot — “washing colours out of rainbows
    ’till they’re blue”. Oh, downloading the track for keeps. (wish wordpress.com would have a ‘Thumbs-Up’ plug-in, heh).

    • July 20, 2010 8:36

      Thanks Ivan. I tried to paint some emotion. War is such a tragedy regardless of what side you are on. Sadly there are rarely winners. War is hell. Simple as that. Cheers mate

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