Dire Straits,"Brothers In Arms"

These mist covered mountains...Are a home now for me,But my home is the lowlands...And always will be

Some day you'll return to...Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn...To be brothers in arm

Through these fields of destruction...Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering...As the battles 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 suns.And 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 on your palm.We're fools to make war...On our brothers in arms.

(em"Dire Straits,"Brothers In Arms")