A letter fell

Soft to the ground

Sealed in shadows

Words without sound

I broke it open

The sun turned gray

A brother lost

A name fades away

And the wind cried his name

His name

Through the dust and the flame

The flame

I held the paper

But it burned my hand

He’s gone to a far-off desert land

They said he stood tall

He fought with pride

But they don't mention the tears inside

A folded flag and a hollow goodbye

The stars don't shine when the brave men die

And the wind cried his name

His name

Through the dust and the flame

The flame

I held the paper

But it burned my hand

He’s gone to a far-off desert land

Every step feels heavy now

I hear his voice

Don’t know how

His laughter lingers in the rain

But nothing soothes this kind of pain

And the wind cried his name

His name

Through the dust and the flame

The flame

I held the paper

But it burned my hand

He’s gone to a far-off desert land