[Intro] [Slow Instrumental] [Verse 1 – Soldier 1: Young and hopeful] Dear Mama, don’t you worry ‘bout me, The food is rough, but I’m still eatin’ free. We march at dawn, sun’s high by noon, I’ll be home before the leaves fall in June. He signs it with a smiley face, a wink and pride, A kid in boots, trying not to cry inside. [Chorus] These letters from home, inked in pain and pride, Stories of the ones who serve and fight. Across the world, their hearts still roam, In every word, they dream of home. Letters from home… keeping them whole. [Verse 2 – Soldier 2: Older, tired, reflective] To my darling wife and baby girl, I miss the smell of home, the way your curls unfurl. We lost two boys last week to mines, I hold your picture just to feel the light sometimes. He ends it slow, with trembling hand, A man caught between two distant lands. [Chorus] These letters from home, inked in pain and pride, Stories of the ones who serve and fight. Across the world, their hearts still roam, In every word, they dream of home. Letters from home… keeping them whole. [Bridge – Final Letter: KIA Notice] To the family of Private First Class, It is with deepest regret we must inform you indeed… He gave his life in service, brave and true, And the nation mourns with all of you. Folded flag, salute in rain, Another letter, carved in pain. [Final Chorus – Modified for emotional impact] We lost his voice, but not his soul, His memory’s the fire that keeps us whole. Across the world, though he’s long gone, His spirit lives in that letter from home. Letters from home… never alone.
