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Flash backs in the middle of night Cross fire in a red skyline The cold wind is like razors when it rains The jungle sleeps when you're lying wide away Bullets in the air I breathe Bloodshed on an open sea Bodies lying all over the ground, some of us may never be found I wanna go home, I wanna go home, I wanna go home Before there's a war, over my soul Purple heart on a dirty sleeve I saved a man from a dying dream I pulled the metal out of his chest So he could take one last breath He died looking at the sky He saw a light then he closed his eyes I buried him underneath a bridge Then I said a prayer till dawn I wanna go home, I wanna go home, I wanna go home Before there's a war, over my soul Body count it got so high Some of us we tried to fly You should see the birds I've seen Dead pilots scattered through the trees Dog tags washed up on the shores Letters home to stop this war Protest and do what's right Letras de cancionesPolitics take so many lives, signed I wanna go home, I wanna go home, I wanna go home I'm, finally home (Thanks to Jon Miller for these lyrics) From Letras Mania