the bullets are getting restless
and the lights are getting bright
this year seemed endless 
but i'm down to my last fight

i am on my way back 
after one last play
this time it's not a lie
i'm coming home to stay

we are coming into town
i feel an erie crawl
much to my surprise 
they were waiting after all

in the cloud of dust, brass, and steel
i come to an understading
of something very real

my life is at it's end
and your pictures on my chest
tell my son i love him
and why i laid to rest

i am free 
a gift for the best
in my final words
these stand above the rest 
"I'M COMING HOME"

MY TRIBUTE TO MY FATHER AND ALL OF THE OTHER AMERICAN
SOLDIERS IN IRAQ.