D » Dire Straits » 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 reaturn to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn to be brothers in arm.
Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I witness 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 we got the moon 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.