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

Baptisms of fire

I've witnessed

Your sufferin'

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 star light

And every line on your palm

We're fools to make war

On our brothers in arms