Lullaby for a Nameless Son

This song is an intense reflection on war and the loss of identity, told from the point of view of a soldier torn between duty and the loved ones left behind. Photographs from the past evoke memories of a life that now seems far away, while the war transforms him into a shadow of himself, an absent father, a man lost in a conflict that does not belong to him. ### Photographs of a moment ago A newborn's face, a love I used to know Uniform pressed, my heart torn apart Leaving behind everything I'd start In the echoes of silence, I'm standing alone Battalions around me, but nobody's home A soldier, a father, a ghost of a dream Nothing is ever quite what it might seem No, no, no, no... no, no, no no... Mother's tears fall like rain on the floor Wondering if I'll walk through that door My child won't know me, might never will Fighting a war on some distant hill In the echoes of silence, I'm standing alone Battalions around me, but nobody's home A soldier, a father, a ghost of a dream Nothing is ever quite what it might seem No, no, no, no... no, no, no no... Powerful men, they play their cruel game Sending young souls to burn in their flame I'm just a number, a piece on their board Dreaming of peace, but hearing the roar In the echoes of silence, I'm fading away Between life and memory, between night and day A soldier, a father, a whisper of hope Trying so hard just to learn how to cope No, no, no, no... no, no, no no... no, no, no, no no no no no... No, no, no, no... no, no, no no... no, no, no, no no no no no.... Will I return... will I ever come home?