This song can be best described as maudlin, but the melody is catchy. It has long been a favorite for that alone, not the depressing lyrics. Here, I sang the first line of the chorus twice in its proper register and then the remainder at a lower octave. It was just too much to sustain otherwise, and I didn't want to blow out my vocal chords. The results roughen up the vocals, but that could be a desired state in this song.
As for the lyrics, many have put them in the mouth of a soldier. I record all of these videos early in the morning when I have time to do them, so you can likely see just how sleepy I am still.
The changing
Of sunlight to moonlight
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes
The greetings
Of people in trouble
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes
All my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
All my cryings
Feel I'm dying, dying
Take me back to my own home
I'm changing, arranging
I'm changing, I'm changing everything
Oh, everything around me
The world is a bad place
A bad place, a terrible place to live
Oh, but I don't wanna die
All my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
All my cryings
Feel I'm dying, dying
Take me back to my own home
All my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
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