The four of us
Were marching the road
Steady in a cloak
In the gloriest month of May
Scared by what we lost
Lost along the way
(?) as we turn
(?)
Even though it sounds dull
(?)
Oh the longest we run
Is the shortest we (?)
So stand out to my sunlight
We are at war
Just background noise
Going to the front
Once and for all
With a night no fathers came back
As we (?)
The kids all alone are tasting the day
The morning will be red
They'll drink our freedom
Fortune and fate in taverns we no longer frequent
What a shame
The longest we run is the shortest we (?)
Stand out to my sunlight
We are at war
Leave me alone
There's no such thing
As (?)
Oh let me go home
I'll be good and if I can
I'll be good at it
