Eric Erdman

Lyrics

Can't Fill It
Written By: Eric Erdman,Wendell Erdman,Frank Perricone

LIKE A RED WHITE AND BLUE ON A DAY WITHOUT WIND
SGT FIRST CLASS LLOYD'S SHIRT SLEEVE HANGS

HIS RIGHT ARM NEVER MADE IT ABOARD
THAT LONELY HOMEBOUND PLANE

HIS FLIGHT ARRIVES AND MY HEART FILLS WITH PRIDE
BUT I KNOW THAT CAN’T FILL THE SLEEVE AT HIS SIDE

CAN'T FILL IT ......CAN'T FILL IT
I KNOW....I KNOW THAT I CAN'T FILL IT

THE NEEDLES AND PINS HE CAN’T DRINK AWAY
GOD KNOWS THAT HE'S TRIED
BOTTLES FULL OF MEDS ONLY DULL HIS HEAD
LEAVING A HOLLOW DAD TO HIS KIDS.
HOLLOW HUSBAND TO HIS BRIDE.

TIL HE THINKS OF HIS COFFIN. HE THINKS OF IT OFTEN.
THE PEACE AND CALM BUT HE KNOWS HE

CAN'T FILL IT .....CAN'T FILL IT
HE KNOWS...HE KNOWS THAT HE CAN'T FILL ITT

RANGER COMBAT TRAINED. TOUGH AS THERE'S EVER BEEN
HE FIGHTS LONG AFTER I WOULD HAVE PACKED IT IN

BUT THIS UNPLANNED ENEMY STRUCK ONCE THE WAR WAS DONE
SILENCE, WORSE THAN ANY ANGRY GUN

HEROES LEAVE HOLES WHEN THEY GIVE UP THE GHOST
BUT WE HAVE TO KNOW WHEN THEY'RE GONE FROM THEIR POST
WE CAN'T FILL IT
CAN'T FILL IT
GOD KNOWS GOD KNOWS
WE CAN'T FILL IT