O Captain by Tim Cameron Lyrics
That Sunday when I came back, you would not believe it
Tried to stop from hoping, frightened of the pain
Of letting your gate open, only for the demon
To rush inside your soul as I left you again
But it was all for nothing, 'cause I never came back
Just a simulacrum standing in my shoes
Missing something vital: memories of laughter
Innocence and heartache
This is what you lose
Darling, I wish I could remember how I felt
Before there was a war
When I was someone else
I swore I wouldn't cry
But now I don't know if I even could
They took my open eyes and stopped them up with blood
Someone's got to stand there, perfect as a pillar
Holding down his terror, propping up the wall
Watching as the dead tide beats against the boundary
Waiting to be drowned by some abhorrent squall
O, let me be your captain; trust in me, my brothers
Till I leave you lying fallow on the field
And those of us who come back: no one meets our eyes now
Frightened of the scars so artfully concealed
Darling, I wish I could remember how you felt
Before there was a war
When I was someone else
You turn into your hate, as surely as the swelling of the sea
I swore to keep you safe
But who of us will keep you safe from me?
You have to understand: the hero is the one who gives himself
His body may return
But he is someone else
You turn into your hate, as surely as the swelling of the sea
I swore to keep you safe
But who of us will keep you safe from me?
Tried to stop from hoping, frightened of the pain
Of letting your gate open, only for the demon
To rush inside your soul as I left you again
But it was all for nothing, 'cause I never came back
Just a simulacrum standing in my shoes
Missing something vital: memories of laughter
Innocence and heartache
This is what you lose
Darling, I wish I could remember how I felt
Before there was a war
When I was someone else
I swore I wouldn't cry
But now I don't know if I even could
They took my open eyes and stopped them up with blood
Someone's got to stand there, perfect as a pillar
Holding down his terror, propping up the wall
Watching as the dead tide beats against the boundary
Waiting to be drowned by some abhorrent squall
O, let me be your captain; trust in me, my brothers
Till I leave you lying fallow on the field
And those of us who come back: no one meets our eyes now
Frightened of the scars so artfully concealed
Darling, I wish I could remember how you felt
Before there was a war
When I was someone else
You turn into your hate, as surely as the swelling of the sea
I swore to keep you safe
But who of us will keep you safe from me?
You have to understand: the hero is the one who gives himself
His body may return
But he is someone else
You turn into your hate, as surely as the swelling of the sea
I swore to keep you safe
But who of us will keep you safe from me?