Dire Straits - "Brothers In Arms"

"These mist covered mountains

are a home now for me

but my home is the lowland

sand always will be

someday you'll return to

your valleys and your farm

sand 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

in the fear and alarm

you did not desert me

my brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds

so many different sun

sand we 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 has to die

but it's written in the starlight

and every line in your palm

we are fools to make war

on our brothers in arms"