D.D. Jackson - The Father's Dream Lyrics

The dark cold basement
In Bukavina
Soldier's boots
Black potatoes
Spring mud
The sound of shhhh
The crack of laughter
In the black wound
Of a soldier's open mouth
The black eye of the gun barrel
Against my blue eye
The dark cold basement in Bukavina

And the eyelid descends
A shroud for the eyeball
And my ears wait
For the crack of the gun
And the whooshhh of my eye
Out of the back of my head

But the only crack
Is the crack of laughter
In the black wound
Of the soldier's open mouth
And the sky breaks into
Yellow storm clouds
Bile vomit mucus blood
The flesh smelling earth sprayed in my face
And once again I am not dead
Like the others who are
The dark cold basement in Bukavina

And the eyelid descends
A shroud for the eyeball
And my ears wait
For the crack of the gun
And the whooshhhh of my eye
Out of the back of my head

But the only crack
Is the crack of laughter
In the black wound of the soldier's open mouth
And the sky breaks into
Yellow storm clouds
Bile vomit mucus blood
The fleshsmelling earth sprayed in my face
And once again I am not dead
Like the others who are

The dark cold basement in Bukavina