Brothers In Arms 2.kar

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 brothers in arms
Through these fields of destruction

baptisms 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

Theres so many different worlds
so many different suns

and we have just one world
but we live in different ones

Now the suns gone to hell
and the moons rising high

let me bid you fare well
every man has to die

but its written in the starlight
and every line on your palm

we are fools to make war
on our brothers in arms