I came back home from a tour in Afghanistan, uncertain of how reuniting with my old friends would feel. Turns out, we picked up right where we left off. I'm sure you have friends like that too...
Is there enough background information? I wanted to make it relatable without being too vague, but I've been told there isn't enough backstory. I'm of the opinion that the listener inputs their own background information....what do you think?
Matt, I loved this song! Music, lyrics, the whole package. I knew it was a story of a military guy reconnecting - that was before I read your profile! Kinda song you ‘tear’ up in when you listen. I’m gonna listen again:) (Could be any guy reconnecting after being away- applies to many ‘circumstances’ in life:)
December 28, 2019
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Made a call while passing through
What would my old buddies do?
Would it be the same?
Could we be the same?
They rushed over, beers in hand
Threw their arms around me, said
"Man, we’re glad you’re home.
It’s been too damn long.”
We drank down another round
Bocephus blaring in the background
Like it used to be, back when we were young and flying free
Glory days no longer here, but not quite to our golden years
A point in time, I wished I could freeze
We were just cracking
Into cans of memories
We cleared up blurry Friday nights
Running from the cops, starting fights
We won each time
But our scars say otherwise
Brought up all our stupid bets
Reminisced about the girls we’d never get
They’ll come our way
In a dream someday
We drank down another round
With Possum playing in the background
Like it used to be, back when we were young and flying free
Glory days no longer here, but not quite to our golden years
A point in time, I wished I could freeze
We were just cracking
Into cans of memories
When the night came to its end, we stumbled out the door
I knew then these men were brothers I’d never had before
Drunk on a past so damn fine
I couldn’t wait for the next time
We'd pull back the tabs again
Oh, someday…
We’ll drink down another round
Johnny Cash jamming in the background
Like it used to be, back when we were young and flying free
Glory days no longer here, by then might be our golden years
A point in time, I’ll still wish I could freeze
Put them on ice for now
The Cans of Memories
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Hey, Matt! Thanks for sharing this with us. I sure wouldn’t have known about the soldier angle if you hadn’t mentioned it in your comments. I don’t think it needs it. I could use some more clarity in the 1st verse, though. Could be as simple as “back home for the first time in a long time… calling up numbers I hope haven’t changed…” or more simply… “finally old enough to walk in this bar I know too well.. hoping I see a friendly face…” something like that. That’s not exactly it, but it gives some imagery and some background. Then when you walk in the bar, you feel a big bear hug from behind, or a slap on the back and a familiar voice, kinda thing…
Anyway, there’s good stuff in here. Keep on writing, and keep on sharing!
December 13, 2019
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Matt, I loved this song! Music, lyrics, the whole package. I knew it was a story of a military guy reconnecting - that was before I read your profile! Kinda song you ‘tear’ up in when you listen. I’m gonna listen again:) (Could be any guy reconnecting after being away- applies to many ‘circumstances’ in life:)
December 28, 2019
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Hey, Matt! Thanks for sharing this with us. I sure wouldn’t have known about the soldier angle if you hadn’t mentioned it in your comments. I don’t think it needs it. I could use some more clarity in the 1st verse, though. Could be as simple as “back home for the first time in a long time… calling up numbers I hope haven’t changed…” or more simply… “finally old enough to walk in this bar I know too well.. hoping I see a friendly face…” something like that. That’s not exactly it, but it gives some imagery and some background. Then when you walk in the bar, you feel a big bear hug from behind, or a slap on the back and a familiar voice, kinda thing…
Anyway, there’s good stuff in here. Keep on writing, and keep on sharing!
December 13, 2019
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