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Brothers in Arms
Written By Knopfler
These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Someday 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 suffering As the battle raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad Through the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There are so many different worlds So many different suns But we all 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's has to die But it's written in the starlight And in the line in your palms We are fools to make war On our brothers in arms Yes, we're all fools Oh, we're all fools Oh, such fools Yeah, we're fools We're all fools to make war on our brothers We're all fools to make war on our brothers We're all fools to make war on our brothers We're all fools We're all fools We're all fools
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