American Zen - Pictures Of Home Lyrics

Pictures of Heaven in my duffel bag
One in my wallet: a picture of my wife
And the baby I've yet to see
Just two more months until my Christmas reprieve
Looking at that photo -- fills me with hope
Looking at those pictures -- not my gun scope
Pictures of home fill me with love -- then with dread
Pictures of home remind me -- I'm not dead
The gate, the cat -- even the garage
Seems like a castle -- amidst this barrage
Of hateful scorns and a woman's spit
Yesterday Johnny Q got hit
Of course I'm being careful
I'm coming back to my family
I'm gonna make it
This Christmas you will see me
This is my last letter -- another week, I'll be there
Hugging and kissing you and stroking your hair
Just another week -- be patient -- I love you
Seven more days of war -- and I'll be through
My Christmas present from you -- is a smile
Just look into my face -- talk to me awhile
That is the Heaven I dream and wait for
Please be patient just one week more
Looking at that photo -- fills me with hope
Looking at those pictures -- not my gun scope
Pictures of home fill me with love -- then with dread
Reminding me -- I'm not dead
My Christmas present from you -- is a smile
Just look into my face -- talk to me awhile
That is the Heaven I dream and wait for
Please be patient -- just one week more
Pictures of home
Pictures of home