Lyrics: Nathan Tysen
Music: Jason Howland
For better or worse
For rich or for poor
My husband has delivered on the rich part
But the better I'm not sure
Then to learned my soldier has returned
It's a blessing and a curse?
And is it for better or for worse?
To have and to hold
Till death do us part
So certain that my soldier had been lost
and with them, half my heart
I spoke those words to gain security
It was maybe a mistake
And the only choice to make
And so I built a home beyond my childhood dreams
I built the perfect place to stay
locked away
For better or worse
when we came out east
I learned that it's not what feels the best
It is what will hurt the least
And when I thought that I might start again
I got the thought out of my head
Had a child with him instead
I knew I had to build the home
And make it last
And fill it up with all the reasons
Not to think about the past
We danced with our soldiers like they were ghosts
we kissed them with unspoken last goodbyes
so certain that they were gone
We mourned them as they moved on
Hoping half our hearts enough
To build upon
For better or worse
My vows have been made
I'm smart enough to know that I'd lose everything
If I ever stray
All the while my husband has his fun
And the roles are not reversed
It's for the better
And the worst
A melody drifting across the bay
A song of a summer from long ago
A chorus that amplifies
Every last compromise
What good comes from knowing that he survived?
What good comes from knowing what he became?
To know there's an open door
Where there wasn't one before
And I wonder what he'd do
If I walked through.