

Pour another glass
of that amber lie
To block the tracer rounds in a midnight sky
Ten years gone
but the sand don't wash away
I'm still fighting ghosts in the light of day (hmmm)
But the bottle's too heavy
to carry alone
It won't build a bridge
back to my home
I'm laying down my armor,
sinking to my knees
I can't win this war inside of me
So I'm reaching out my hand
Used to think that hiding
was a soldier's pride
Keep the demons locked up deep inside
But a kitchen floor
is no place to die
Underneath the shadow of a silent cry
(yeah) But the bottle's too heavy
to carry alone
It won't build a bridge
back to my home
I'm laying down my armor,
sinking to my knees
I can't win this war inside of me So I'm reaching out
my hand
There's a green-tinted memory
fading to grey
As the cold morning sun washes over the bay I'm calling a
brother, I'm making the choice To find my own life
in the sound of my voice
I'm reaching out my hand...
(yeah, I'm reaching out)