the invisible parade

all laid over, this pain will drown out the sun, mother, i'm coming home, but the war has just begun, all the boys will await the arising tide, on a pier with a traveled gun, i like the adrenaline, it's like a fucking drug, mother, i'm coming home, i've discovered dreams that speak in tongues, mother, my mind it runs, cause the war has just begun, every night i can hear the approaching high, in a hole but i fear i'd run, i've got a thing for the edge of a life to come undone, mother, i'm coming home, old and tired, scarred and bruised to the bone, mother, i'm coming home, and the war has just been won, all my friends can await the big ships to arrive, but i'd rather not join the fun, i need a minute to maybe soak in the sight, of a town that i came from