HOME FROM THE FRONT – THE GRITTON LINE
The waves still echo names I can’t forget
Shadows in the water, ghosts I met
The medals hang but they don’t shine
They just remind me of the time
I came back breathing, but not alive
Looking for a reason to survive
And I’m home from the front
But the battle never ends inside
Home from the front
Still hearing thunder in my mind
The silence feels like war again
And peace is harder to define
The streets are calm, but I still scan
Old habits dying slow, the soldier’s plan
She said I’ve changed she’s not wrong
I left my laughter where I belonged
In the desert sun, beneath the sound
Of brothers lost, now heaven-bound
And I’m home from the front
But the battle never ends inside
Home from the front
Still hearing thunder in my mind
The silence feels like war again
And peace is harder to define
The ocean calls me softly back
A mirror dark, a heart off track
I close my eyes and see their eyes
All the faces I can’t leave behind
But love still waits by the door
Maybe that’s what I was fighting for
Now I’m home from the front
Laying my weapons down tonight
Home from the front
Letting the morning be my guide
If peace is love, then I’ve begun
To find my way back to the sun
ON ITUNES & SPOTIFY