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 men
Who are on their way home

I'm scarred 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 real anymore

Fortunes of War
Fortunes of War
Fortunes of War no pain anymore
Fortunes of War
Fortunes of War
Fortunes of War no pain anymore
Fortunes of War

Sometimes I wake
I feel that my spirit's broken
I wonder if I've strength carry on

Carry on