Just a Boy
Innocence Lost: A Poignant Tale of Love and Loss
Lyrics
We met in the fall
We met during autumn
He was touching my hair
He was affectionately touching my hair
When he told me
He confessed to me
He’s falling in love
He expressed falling in love
The time wasn’t right
The timing wasn't suitable
But I left him come in
Despite this, I allowed him to be close
By the fire and on the rug
We spent time together by the fire and on the rug
I told him go home
I urged him to leave
You’re way too young
I emphasized he was too young
And tried to say no
I attempted to refuse
You’re way too young
Repeatedly emphasized his youth
He was just a boy
Describing him as a boy, inexperienced, with no emotional wounds
He was just a boy
-With nowhere to go
-With no scars on his soul
-He was just a boy
Reiteration of his young, inexperienced nature
He was just a boy
-With nowhere to go
-With no scars on his soul
-I know
Acknowledgment of this understanding
He left in the spring
He departed when spring arrived
When the stars were asleep
During the quiet hours of night
In the morning I saw
I discovered his absence in the morning
He was gone
Realization that he had left
He left cause of me
He left because of me
When he heard we were free
Upon learning we were free from constraints
He thought he done something wrong
He believed he had done something wrong
I tried to say no
Repeatedly expressing he was too young and attempting to resist
You’re way too young
-And tried to go home
-You’re way too young
-He was just a boy
Continued emphasis on his youth and inexperience
He was just a boy
-With nowhere to go
-With no scars on his soul
-He was just a boy
-He was just a boy
-With nowhere to go
-With no scars on his soul
-I know
-Now summer went by
Narrates the passage of time, expressing emotional turmoil and receiving news of his heroic death in war
We screamed and we cried
-It's falling, the sound is now gone
-They're man at the door, in their uniforms
-They tell me the news from the front
-My boy was so brave, a hero they say
-The enemy was out of luck
-He fought like a lion, took six men to tie him right up until he got shot
-He was just a boy
Repetition of the theme - emphasizing his youthful nature, lack of worldly experience, and innocence
He was just a boy
-With nowhere to go
-With no scars on his soul
-He was just a boy
-He was just a boy
-With nowhere to go
-With no scars on his soul
-He was just a boy
-He was just a boy
-With nowhere to go
-With no scars on his soul
-He was just a boy
-He was just a boy
-With nowhere to go
-With no scars on his soul
-I know
Confirmation of understanding his innocence despite the tragic events
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