Letter from Home - The Staff Band Of The Norwegian Armed Forces, Reid Gilje & Trond S. Myhre

Slowly float over the seas with the belief And your heart is in the middle, heart is in the middle of it Slowly float over the seas with the belief, but She has no time, no time, honestly She's still awake in bed in her white dress She cannot fall asleep all night Hold tight your will, no warmth, no heat No love, only cold lights In the dark of her room she's still thinking of you All her memories gone but she's still thinking of you In her heart there's no place for nobody but you All her memories gone but she's still thinking of you She's still awake in bed in her white dress She cannot fall asleep all night Hold tight your will, no warmth, no heat No love, only cold lights

It's all the same. Another town in disdain I know the blood, but I know the blood's not in my name Pretty scarlet eyes, a temptation of lies This town is just another disguise Drinks knocked back, man I love the view Until I got that, that letter from you Until I got the letter, the letter from a racketeer I got my mind made up, my bags are packed, I'm getting out of here Until I got the letter, letter from a racketeer I got my mind made up, my bags are packed, I'm getting out of here Until I got the letter The letter from a racketeer Yeah It's not the same, it's the aftermath Smoke in the wind, an ash in the past But there's no such thing as Living Life Too Fast Ambiguity lies and to no surprise That my eyes are locked straight ahead So lock me down and throw away the key Just know that I, I'm free Until I got the letter, the letter from a racketeer I got my mind made up, my bags are packed, I'm getting out of here Until I got the letter, letter from a racketeer I got my mind made up, my bags are packed, I'm getting out of here Until I got the letter The letter from a racketeer So, burn, burn, burn it down It's all a game, it's just a maze So, burn, burn, burn it down And tell me, man So what're you gonna do? So knock one back and I'm outta this town Burn it down, burn it down That's what I'm trying to teach you, man These may be my famous last words... Burn it down Burn it down Burn it down The Letter From a Racketeer Yeah

They know what everybody knows Better sit, a letter from a thief says Why lead when everybody sleeps? So few ways to cover up the old wounds Lost in a finger forced to lie This sends us medicating through it all If you ever enter my mind Stay there, you'll live Defend it off, and fool them all Stay there Faceless, so little there to judge Left wing, let's separate the cold out Opposites, we'll never need to tell One sting, I've found I'm having to I'm having to If you ever enter my mind Stay there, you'll live Defend it off, and fool them all Stay there, you'll live Defend it off, and fool them all Solitude Waste of a man This fades as soon as the sun sets I now own this fatal role that lives Imagine here's a better feel Told to dissolve or choose to fade Or stay here, you'll live If you ever enter my mind Stay there, you'll live Defend it off,, and fool them all Stay there, you'll live If you ever enter my mind Stay there, you'll live Defend it off,, and fool them all Stay there

God on high Hear my prayer In my need You have always been there He is young He's afraid Let him rest Heaven blessed. Bring him home Bring him home Bring him home. He's like the son I might have known If God had granted me a son. The summers die One by one How soon they fly On and on And I am old And will be gone. Bring him peace Bring him joy He is young He is only a boy You can take You can give Let him be Let him live If I die, let me die Let him live Bring him home Bring him home Bring him home.