Brothers In Arms

BROTHERS IN ARMS

 These mist covered mountains

 Are a home now for me

 But my home is the lowlands

 And always will be

 Some day you'll return to

 Your valleys and your farms

 And you'll no longer burn

 To be brothers in arms

 Through these fields of destruction

 Baptism of fire

 I've watched all your suffering

 As the battles raged higher

 And though they did hurt me so bad

 In the fear and alarm

 You did not desert me

 My brothers in arms

 There's so many different worlds

 So many different suns

 And we have just one world

 But we live in different ones

 Now the sun's gone to hell

 And the moon's riding high

 Let me bid you farewell

 Every man has to die

 But it's written in the starlight

 And every line on your palm

 We're fools to make war

 On our brothers in arms