Even as the sunPaints the landscape with its fireIt seems the storms they follow meWherever i goI may perish never knowing whyIâm thinking aboutLeaving the armyTurning in my uniformAs always awakenedBy the old explosionsJust outside of my doorEven as the starsPaint their icons up against the skyIt seems that iâll be blindedTo their travels tonightThatâs just what my life is likeIâm thinking aboutLeaving the armyTurning in my uniformAs always awakenedBy the old explosionsJust outside of my door