American Zen - Camp Tehr Ohr Lyrics

Desert wind rustles my tent
Reminding me of the bullets spent
It's never quiet -- there's never peace
Gotta rest, calm my mind -- get some sleep
Think about home -- I miss them so
Do they think of me? Do they know?
This nightmare I live within
Every day is fear, death, and mortal sin
I shake, I tremble or relax in a chill
That stiffens my heart
Again tomorrow I must kill
Tomorrow the sun will rise again
Gotta think of something -- not about then
Will I have breakfast with my friends?
Hoping we'll still be alive when the day ends
I'm writing home but what do I say?
The truth and the tales will ruin their day
Gotta let them know I'm still alive and well
In Camp Tehr Ohr one step from Hell
The sun burns my eyes, the sand burns my feet
Through the soles of my combat boots
A desert scorpion seeks my shade
Death is my shadow in a land of no roots
Nothing grows here -- hardly anything there
Why am I here? Why do I care?
The problems of this country -- are they really mine?
Am I solving problems -- or committing a crime?
I've gotta finish my rounds
Can't understand what they say
Gotta stop that barking dog -- giving my position away
As I toss a piece of granola bar the dog comes nearer
Another crumb for the dog diminishes our mutual fear
Crap! Don't follow me -- we're not friends
I just want to keep you quiet until my patrol ends
If I survive Oh Lord just get me home please!
I will spend the rest of my life on bended knees
Thankful to you Oh God please get me home
I don't want to die here with my friends, this dog -- or alone