(What's that sound?) The woman looked like a large rag doll smashed to pieces: The incident that affected him most profoundly occurred while he was leading a mobile patrol. It was 1972 (What's that sound?) A ma**ive explosion a hundred yards in front of Johnson's vehicle brought the patrol to a halt. A bomb had been detonated in an underground toilet (What's that sound?) Johnson saw people scattering through swirling clouds of thick black smoke. Within minutes he had cordoned off the area and mounted guards to provide cover against snipers in case it was a set-up (What's that sound?) Raised voices caught his attention. A man was screaming at a policeman and pointing at the toilet. "He was shouting, 'My wife's in there!'" Johnson raced towards the man (What's that sound?) Redemption isn't coming soon I'm stuck here with these hidden wounds All the things they made me do They haunt me I'm drinking just to dull the pain Images won't go away They count the dead now why don't they just count me (What's that sound?) I was about to give the order when one of my men found a woman's shoe Then I found her. She looked like a large rag doll smashed to pieces (What's that sound?) All that was left of her clothing was a piece of rag around her neck; other parts of her just had been blown off. Even her toes were missing. I covered her with my combat jacket and carried her out to an ambulance On the first day of the year He had a grip on all the fear You where dumb But then gradually untold He got a hold of your soul Your bones are crying All the wonders of the world to stop and letting know Which you go through And no one understand the pain they thought you where just playing games It breaks my heart today Just to hear you say Redemption isn't coming soon I'm stuck here with these hidden wounds All the things they made me do They haunt me (What's that sound) I'm drinking just to dull the pain Images won't go away They count the dead now why don't they just count me (What's that sound) And I see the things go by But I'm just feeling numb is no one here to come over Cause they hate to see me cry They think I'm gone insane These hidden wounds will stay open I was taught to love and not to hate As fire rates becomes my fate I'm like a bomb I've detonate Excuse me (What's that sound) I'm longing for another spring A little love a natural thing Someone to hold just anything That's scare free And I've seen the days go by But I'm just feeling numb There is no one here to come over Cause they hate to see me cry They think I've gone insane These hidden wounds will stay open