The twelve raise their tin horns
Into the wake of dawn
But as the tides rise they realize
The march has long gone home
And the lonely melody tunes again
To the consonance of the wind
And the lonely melody tunes again..
As we die, the sun and earth do cry
Will the stars remain if you and I
Leave earth like leaves on the wind?
Like waves in the brine
Tin horns make us sleep
We never wanted to stay
We never wanted to...
As we die, the sun and earth do cry
Will the stars remain if you and I
Leave earth like leaves on the wind?
Like waves in the brine
Tin horns make us sleep..
The twelve raise their tin horns
Into the wake of dawn
But as the tides rise they realize
The march has long gone home
And the lonely melody tunes again...
Tin horns make me to sleep
I never wanted to stay
Tin horns make me to sleep
I never wanted to stay