Don't go on dreaming when life feels dim
Think of the truth and the future spread thin
Across the web of lies that most of our kin have died for
The mud and the smoke and the stench of old flesh
As strong in the air as the meadows were fresh
And were free of the terror and barbed wire mess that we've died for
The dreams, they don't go away
A freedom is coming our way
But what good is freedom when all will return to the darkness
When I came home, I didn't know what to feel
But my colleagues they told me that nothing seemed real
After the world that we'd known overseas, we felt nothing
Broken hearts, tired eyes, bodies worn thin
Bullet wounds, amputees, fires burn within
Nothing is everything to all my men, we're still running
The dreams, they don't go away
A freedom is coming our way
But what good is freedom when all will return to the darkness
How come we didn't know what we were in
Has the world ever seen such a great fight begin
We will never be free of the burden our kin must have carried
We'll labor and struggle and some aught to cry
But we have to be grateful that no one will die
From the weight of the pain and the darkness that I helped carry
Thomas Iverson - All Will Return Lyrics
Thomas Iverson - All Will Return Lyrics
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Don't go on dreaming when life feels dim
Think of the truth and the future spread thin
Across the web of lies that most of our kin have died for
The mud and the smoke and the stench of old flesh
As strong in the air as the meadows were fresh
And were free of the terror and barbed wire mess that we've died for
The dreams, they don't go away
A freedom is coming our way
But what good is freedom when all will return to the darkness
When I came home, I didn't know what to feel
But my colleagues they told me that nothing seemed real
After the world that we'd known overseas, we felt nothing
Broken hearts, tired eyes, bodies worn thin
Bullet wounds, amputees, fires burn within
Nothing is everything to all my men, we're still running
The dreams, they don't go away
A freedom is coming our way
But what good is freedom when all will return to the darkness
How come we didn't know what we were in
Has the world ever seen such a great fight begin
We will never be free of the burden our kin must have carried
We'll labor and struggle and some aught to cry
But we have to be grateful that no one will die
From the weight of the pain and the darkness that I helped carry
Think of the truth and the future spread thin
Across the web of lies that most of our kin have died for
The mud and the smoke and the stench of old flesh
As strong in the air as the meadows were fresh
And were free of the terror and barbed wire mess that we've died for
The dreams, they don't go away
A freedom is coming our way
But what good is freedom when all will return to the darkness
When I came home, I didn't know what to feel
But my colleagues they told me that nothing seemed real
After the world that we'd known overseas, we felt nothing
Broken hearts, tired eyes, bodies worn thin
Bullet wounds, amputees, fires burn within
Nothing is everything to all my men, we're still running
The dreams, they don't go away
A freedom is coming our way
But what good is freedom when all will return to the darkness
How come we didn't know what we were in
Has the world ever seen such a great fight begin
We will never be free of the burden our kin must have carried
We'll labor and struggle and some aught to cry
But we have to be grateful that no one will die
From the weight of the pain and the darkness that I helped carry
Writer: Thomas Iverson
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