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Lyrics in description... I made this song for time I was 9 years old boy holding a folded flag next to my fathers grave not knowing that 33 years later I would still miss him as the day he died. ..... A photo's edge is torn and gray A boy stares at it every day His father's face A ghostly trace A smile that time cannot replace ..... Folded flag on the mantle stands A silent witness in his hands He whispers" Dad.. Are you still near?" But the answer fades like smoke in air ..... Boots marched off into the sky The stars saluted as he said goodbye But war took more than it ever gave Left a boy with a flag and a father's grave ..... He dreams of voices Dreams of cheers But wakes to silence Wakes to tears ..... Folded flag on the mantle stands A silent witness in his hands He whispers" Dad.. Are you still near?" But the answer fades like smoke in air ..... A shadow lingers in the hall A distant echo A father's call He holds the flag But wants the man The hero lost in a far-off land ..... Thank you for listening!more

New album release! EXORCISING MY GHOSTS: Notes of a Stranger (Music video "Madness" on YouTube. Thanks for watching!) You’ve grown more fearful With the years Always braced for someone to charge At the shriek of a diving seagull Lashing out, lashing out unhinged You’ve grown more fearful With the years Always braced for someone to charge At the shriek of a diving seagull Lashing out, lashing out unhinged Be ready for all kind of madness Be ready for all kind of madness Spots and blurs begin to twitch Like insects poised to strike again That restlessness crawls in your gut Army of ants through chest and bowels The threshold of social disgrace Has long since burst its bounds Thanks to hordes of soulless dolls From Stepford’s prim front lawns Feeding off the frailty of others Be ready for all kind of madness Be ready for all kind of madness Not a moment spared to salvage A scrap of face to save, to save So stay alert, stay sharp, my friend Be ready for all kind of madness Be ready for all kind of madness Be ready for all kind of madness more