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The Angel leads him home

Listen to The Angel leads him home by Matt Pillings. Read the lyrics and sing along with timed karaoke.

5:53 · Matt Pillings

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He grew up where the sunlight met the rain A boy with dreams beneath a father's pain Played in the fields where the poppies grow Never knew the storms that the wind would blow He learned of love by the warmth of her smile Danced through the laughter that carried a while But the train took him where the brave must go And the world turned gray when he wore that coat He wrote her letters stained with dust and smoke Each word a promise that hope never broke Yet every dawn brought another goodbye And the angels wept each time one would die Was it worth all the tears that fell? Was it worth all the friends who fell? When the thunder rolled and the daylight bled He prayed for peace in a world of lead Through the smoke and fire, through the hell unknown He carried their names but not his own And the angel watched him home Yes, the angel watched him home He held a hand in the flicker of fear Watched boys become ghosts as the guns drew near The mud and blood like a cruel refrain The price of pride carved deep in pain Yet through the terror, he'd still recall Her face in the dance hall, her gentle call In dreams she'd whisper, "Come back to me" But love can't heal what the eyes still see The sea took the bodies, the earth took the rest And silence became his final test He reached for faith through the smoke and screams Clinging to angels he'd met in dreams Was it worth all the tears that fell? Was it worth all the friends who fell? When the thunder rolled and the daylight bled He prayed for peace in a world of lead Through the smoke and fire, through the hell unknown He carried their names but not his own And the angel watched him home Yes, the angel watched him home Now years have passed and the medals fade He still hears the guns where the promises lay He wonders if heaven remembers their names Or if only the fallen can shoulder the blame He sees their faces in the morning rain Still asks the question again and again Was it worth all the tears that fell? Was it worth all the friends who fell? He lived through hell but he walks alone Haunted by ghosts he once called home And when his eyes close, he won't be alone For the angel will watch him home Yes, the angel will watch him home
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