Battlefield Blues

seconds before what was blurs crashing waves sinking my lost smile penny whistle and guitar fluttered above your sweet memory inside shrunken heads amid tightly woven mouths rain fell for days all I had left was an old war bugle I heard it proper once rain hides my tears sonny said it belonged to his dad sound carried all the way to the enemy camp at nightfall penny whistle and guitar fluttered above your sweet memory maybe home won't go away the rain fell for days the rain fell for days