Looming fate
Dancing at the city gates
Old weights
Lying on the interstate
Through half-deserted streets
And muttering retreats
His death repeats
His death repeats
So I don't know if I'll be coming home soon
But if I do
Don't you tell her
I don't know if I'll be coming home soon
But if I do
Don't you tell her
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Our sleepless stares
Found the darkest shadow
In our helpless prayers
On young knees, hallowed
I heart the deer
Singing each to each
But I don't think
That they will sing to me
So I don't know if I'll be coming home soon
But if I do
Don't you tell her
I don't know if I'll be coming home soon
But if I do
Don't you tell her
I don't know if I'll be coming home soon
But if I do
Don't you tell her
I don't know if I'll be coming home soon
But if I do...