A thousand faces line the street

Flowers in their hands

In loving memory and disbelief

But no one understands

The clock is ticking 'cause we're sticking

To those same old rusty guns

We need to change the guard from who they are

What you gonna do? It's down to you

If it was your brother

Not any other

Would you make a stance

Take a chance

Not any other

Could get your brother

When you go, go home

It's on and on

And on and on

You'll go, go home

It's on and on

And on and on and on

You can never win

When they've nothing to lose

Every single day it's a crying shame

As we hear it on the news

Any other had your mother

She's curled up on the floor

The world crashed down around her

When she received the call

It's down to you

If it was your brother

Not any other

Would you make a stance

Take a chance

Not any other

Could get your brother

When you go, go home

It's on and on

And on and on

You'll go, go home

It's on and on

And on and on and on

We bleed the sands red

While you paint the town red

We all know your name

If it was your brother

Not any other

Would you make a stance

Take a chance

Not any other

Could get your brother

When you go, go home

It's on and on

And on and on

You'll go, go home

It's on and on

And on and on and on