(Harris)

After the war and now that they've sent us homeward

I can't help but feel that I'm on my own

No one can see just what this conflict has done to

The minds of the man who are on their way home



I'm scared for life but it's not my flesh that's wounded

So how can I face the torment alone

The vivid scenes and all the recurring nightmares

I lay there and sweat until it gets light...



People say "Don't worry"

Say that time's a perfect healer

That the nightmares they will come to pass

Can't hear what they're saying

I am living in my own world

And I'm feeling trance like all the time



I hear voices in my head

Could I really be going crazy

In the night the visions seem so real

Do you care if you live or die

When you laugh are you really crying

You're not sure what's feel anymore



Fortunes of war

Fortunes of war no pain anymore



Sometimes I wake

I feel that my spirit's broken

I wonder if I've the strenght... to carry on.