Dire Straits - Brothers in arms (1985)

This Misty Mountains are now a home for me, but my home is the lowlands and always will be Someday you'll be back to your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn, Brothers in Arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms I have all the fire, suffering as the battles raged higher And if they hurt me so bad in the fear and terror do not you leave me My brothers in arms there are so many different worlds, so many different suns And we have only one But we watched the worldlive in different, now the Suns go to hell And the moon is high on my leave of you, let every man have to die, but it's written in the starlight and every line on your palm We're fools to war with our brothers in the make poor



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