A Soldier's Memoir

Been home about six months now
 But I still have my doubts
 Well I'm not sure how I got here
 Or how I'm gonna get out
 My mama says I look the same
 As I did before I left
 But if she could see inside of me
 It would scare her to death
 I can still taste the powder
 From the barrel of my gun
 I can hear my sergeant screaming
 "Run, soldier, run"
 I can feel the backpack on my shoulders
 God it weighed a ton
 And I see death in every single thought
 They taught me how to put that uniform on
 I just can't get it off
 Last Saturday they honored us
 In a small parade downtown
 And when they shot off those fireworks
 I nearly hit the ground
 And while they smiled and cheered for us
 All I could do was stare
 Cause part of me is here at home
 And part of me is back there
 I can still taste the powder
 From the barrel of my gun
 I can hear my sergeant screaming
 "Run, soldier, run"
 I can feel the backpack on my shoulders
 God it weighed a ton
 And I see death in every single thought
 They taught me how to put that uniform on
 I just can't get it off
 Yeah there's no end in sight
 'Cause even though I'm home now
 I'm still fighting for my life
 I can still taste the powder
 From the barrel of my gun
 I can hear my sergeant screaming
 "Run, soldier, run"
 I can feel the backpack on my shoulders
 God it weighed a ton
 And I see death in every single thought
 They taught me how to put that uniform on
 I just can't get it off
 Well the devil's won some battles
 And he may win some more
 But don't he know the American soldier
 Will always win the war