A Soldier
Mos Def Lyrics


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Mos Def speaking)
I?m not gon sing a song or nothing.

Um, what that term they call it post traumatic stress syndrome? That thing that
Uh, soldiers will get. I think a lot of people get that. It?s like when you
Experience somethin and uh, it affects you for a long time afterwards. I guess
Everything works that way. Certain things have more impact than others.
Sometimes it visits you in your dreams or when you?re quiet or just at peace or
Trying to be at peace. A lot of soldiers get it. A lot of common people get
It. A lot of the time common people are soldiers, that?s just the way it works
Out.

This is a soldier?s dream

The other night I was tumbling towards an uneasy sleep
When I had discovered myself
Atop the sweet sticky firmament of my dreams.
Daybreak came and discovered me
With my fantasies pasted to my face.

I can't look at you right now.
"Show me your eyes," she says.
"Later," he says. "Now, now." "NO!"

Shame is a prison you know.
Yeah, well discretion is a fortress
You?re starin and lookin too closely.
There?s so much about me that I hide
That careful eyes will recognize.
If you look closely you?ll notice
That the pattern on this soft cloth shirt
Is made of workin men?s sweat
And prayin folk?s tears.
If you look closer you?ll notice
That this pattern resembles
Tenement row houses, project high rises,
Cell block tiers,
Discontinued stretches of elevated train tracks,
Slave ship gullies, acres of tombstones.
If you look closer, you?ll notice
That this fabric has been carefully blended
With an advanced new age polymer (oh man, that?s nice)
To make the fabric lightweight
Weatherproof, and durable.
All this to give some sort of posture and dignity
To a broken body that is a host for scars.
I am the new landmark. I am the museum of injury.
Soldiers visit me and admire me quietly,
Whispering amongst themselves. You're no soldier.
Your soft bright eyes never have to
Survey the battlefield,
Much less its collected relics of which, I am one.
So, my flesh bullet-ridden remains hidden
Underneath these soft fabrics
Which I carefully select
That stand in for how I used to feel,
For how I remember feeling,
For how I dream about feeling,
For how I feel about you.
And now your curious fingers want to search
Beyond this tender armor.
I can't look at you right now

(This is my rifle there are many like it but this one is mine) 2x

Your eyes are too careful,
Collecting it all arranging it all;
Surgically, robotically, exactly.
I can't look at you right now
But that doesn't matter because
You can look at me and the longer that
I don?t return your gaze,
The harder that your gaze
Starts to run across my back
Like a nervous policeman?s hands:
Brisk, intent, anxious for discovery.
If discretion is a fortress
Then you're threatening to destroy it
By simply standing at the gates
And refusing to leave.




I can't look at you right now,
But you can look at me. Do you see me?

Overall Meaning

In the beginning of the song "A Soldier's Dream," Mos Def talks about the concept of post-traumatic stress disorder and how events can impact someone for a long time, particularly soldiers. The song then delves into a soldier's dream and the aftermath of war. Mos Def talks about a nightmare he had where he found himself in his own dreams, and when he woke up, he was ashamed to look at someone. He also mentions the metaphorical armor he wears that represents the physical and emotional scars of war, and how people often look closely to try to understand them but are unable to feel the true depth of his experiences.


The song's lyrics conveys themes of trauma, shame, and identity. The soldier in the song is grappling with the aftermath of war, and the emotional and physical ramifications it has left on his body. The armor he wears is not only to conceal his scars from the world, but also to give him a sense of purpose and dignity. The soldier suffers from survivor's guilt, and he feels as though he is a "museum of injury" and not a soldier worthy of admiration.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm not gon sing a song or nothing.
Mos Def introduces the concept of post-traumatic stress syndrome (PTSD) and how it affects people differently


This is a soldier's dream
The song is about a soldier's PTSD and the way it manifests in their dreams


The other night I was tumbling towards an uneasy sleep, When I had discovered myself Atop the sweet sticky firmament of my dreams.
The singer falls asleep and enters a vivid dream world


Daybreak came and discovered me With my fantasies pasted to my face.
The artist wakes up with the remnants of their dream still affecting them


I can't look at you right now. "Show me your eyes," she says. "Later," he says. "Now, now." "NO!"
The PTSD makes it difficult for the artist to connect with others and they lash out when pressured


Shame is a prison you know. Yeah, well discretion is a fortress You're starin and lookin too closely.
The singer feels shame about their PTSD and is defensive when others try to understand or help them


There's so much about me that I hide. That careful eyes will recognize.
The singer tries to hide their pain, but others can see it in their eyes


If you look closely you'll notice That the pattern on this soft cloth shirt Is made of workin men's sweat And prayin folk's tears.
The artist's clothes represent the struggle and pain of working-class people, including soldiers


If you look closer you'll notice That this pattern resembles Tenement row houses, project high rises, Cell block tiers, Discontinued stretches of elevated train tracks, Slave ship gullies, acres of tombstones.
The pattern on the artist's clothes is meant to evoke difficult environments that people have had to endure


If you look closer, you'll notice That this fabric has been carefully blended With an advanced new age polymer (oh man, that's nice) To make the fabric lightweight Weatherproof, and durable.
Despite the heavy themes of the clothing design, the fabric is modern and high-tech


All this to give some sort of posture and dignity To a broken body that is a host for scars. I am the new landmark. I am the museum of injury.
The singer's clothing is a way for them to maintain their dignity despite their physical and emotional scars


Soldiers visit me and admire me quietly, Whispering amongst themselves. You're no soldier. Your soft bright eyes never have to Survey the battlefield, Much less its collected relics of which, I am one.
Other soldiers admire the artist but also recognize that they have not experienced the same things


So, my flesh bullet-ridden remains hidden Underneath these soft fabrics Which I carefully select That stand in for how I used to feel, For how I remember feeling, For how I dream about feeling, For how I feel about you.
The singer's clothing is a way for them to hide their physical scars, but also to remember what it was like to be young and feel love


And now your curious fingers want to search Beyond this tender armor. I can't look at you right now
Someone (presumably a romantic partner) wants to understand the singer's pain, but the singer feels exposed and vulnerable


"This is my rifle there are many like it but this one is mine"
A classic soldier's mantra about the closeness they feel to their weapon


Your eyes are too careful, Collecting it all arranging it all; Surgically, robotically, exactly. I can't look at you right now
The artist feels like others are too clinical in their interest in their pain, and again feels exposed and vulnerable


But that doesn't matter because You can look at me and the longer that I don't return your gaze, The harder that your gaze Starts to run across my back Like a nervous policeman's hands: Brisk, intent, anxious for discovery.
The artist can't connect with others, but their unreturned gaze just makes people more curious about them


If discretion is a fortress Then you're threatening to destroy it By simply standing at the gates And refusing to leave.
Others who try to understand the singer's pain are seen as trying to break into the fortress of the singer's shame and privacy


But you can look at me. Do you see me?
The singer wants others to really see them, but is afraid of the vulnerability that comes with that




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DANTE SMITH, R STEVENS

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