[ozark]

2-WAY JOURNEY:

Sept.23, Its mail day, just a week left in tha war zone,
Tryna find the words to express thanx, for yalls support in a card home,
See, its hard to concentrate, with gun fire an nukes blowin,
These tear drops letcha know, i cant wait to hold my son higher, wit truth showin,
Dont ever take for granted your tranquil life, cuz This damn place is chaos,*
After you spend a year in hell, life becomes a cell, wit lines markin the days off,
Thinkin bout all my brothers past, in smothered blasts, im heartin the braves lost,
I kneel in prayer, infront the fallen soldiers wit graves crossed.
But enough with the tales,To my wife, i send my deepest love,
Without u by my side, i'm the weakest clutz,
I'll turn this world to shambles, searchin for your sweetest touch,
To my son, just know that daddy misses an loves you,
And i cant wait to get home, to kiss and hug you.
I have to go now, they just sounded the horn,
I'll be home on the 1st, my plane should be grounded at dawn.

BACK HOME:

Aug.1st-I wake up, and i'm so glad its the first,
I call mommy, and find my number 1 dad shirt,
Everythings a rush, mom, can we leave, lord please,
Honey! we will, as soon as i find the car keys,
We turn off the block, and wait for a red light,*
Its almost dawn mom, soon u wont need your head lights,
Almost there, but traffic is jammed pack,
Hurry up people, im gettin late, im ready to see my damn dad,
I can almost see the runway, as the crowds flock,
Now the planes touching down, the tires squeel with a loud shock,*
They open the doors, as soldiers start raceing out,*
We make our way to the front, i can feel my heart racing now,
I know as soon as he steps out, i'll hurry n chase him,
But the last man comes down, and a boy and girl run to embrace him,
Mom, wheres dad, is he not coming home,*
Then the back of the plane opens, maybe theres hope,
I see men in uniform, walkin slowly towards me,*
Tears form, is that him, now the tears turn to pouring,
I cant breathe, as a flag draped coffin exits the plane,*
Theres a picture of my dad on the casket, with a letter next to the frame-

---------- Post added at 10:48 PM ---------- Previous post was at 10:46 PM ----------

I had to re write the whole thing, its not wat i had exactly, same concept- i accidently cut my verse when i tried to copy it lol- GL unyqe

[ozark]

2-WAY JOURNEY:

Sept.23, Its mail day, just a week left in tha war zone,
Tryna find the words to express thanx, for yalls support in a card home,
See, its hard to concentrate, with gun fire an nukes blowin,
These tear drops letcha know, i cant wait to hold my son higher, wit truth showin,
Dont ever take for granted your tranquil life, cuz This damn place is chaos,*
After you spend a year in hell, life becomes a cell, wit lines markin the days off,
Thinkin bout all my brothers past, in smothered blasts, im heartin the braves lost,
I kneel in prayer, infront the fallen soldiers wit graves crossed.
But enough with the tales,To my wife, i send my deepest love,
Without u by my side, i'm the weakest clutz,
I'll turn this world to shambles, searchin for your sweetest touch,
To my son, just know that daddy misses an loves you,
And i cant wait to get home, to kiss and hug you.
I have to go now, they just sounded the horn,
I'll be home on the 1st, my plane should be grounded at dawn.

BACK HOME:

Aug.1st-I wake up, and i'm so glad its the first,
I call mommy, and find my number 1 dad shirt,
Everythings a rush, mom, can we leave, lord please,
Honey! we will, as soon as i find the car keys,
We turn off the block, and wait for a red light,*
Its almost dawn mom, soon u wont need your head lights,
Almost there, but traffic is jammed pack,
Hurry up people, im gettin late, im ready to see my damn dad,
I can almost see the runway, as the crowds flock,
Now the planes touching down, the tires squeel with a loud shock,*
They open the doors, as soldiers start raceing out,*
We make our way to the front, i can feel my heart racing now,
I know as soon as he steps out, i'll hurry n chase him,
But the last man comes down, and a boy and girl run to embrace him,
Mom, wheres dad, is he not coming home,*
Then the back of the plane opens, maybe theres hope,
I see men in uniform, walkin slowly towards me,*
Tears form, is that him, now the tears turn to pouring,
I cant breathe, as a flag draped coffin exits the plane,*
Theres a picture of my dad on the casket, with a letter next to the frame-

---------- Post added at 10:48 PM ---------- Previous post was at 10:46 PM ----------

I had to re write the whole thing, its not wat i had exactly, same concept- i accidently cut my verse when i tried to copy it lol- GL unyqe