"War Of Man"
The little creatures
run in from the cold
Back to the nest
just like the days of old
There in the safety
of a mother's arms
The warmth of ages,
far away from harm again.
Ears ringin'
from the battle fire
The tired warrior
aims a little higher
The black falcon
or the little sparrow
The healing light
or the flash of the barrel.
No one wins
It's a war of man,
No one wins
It's a war of man.
Silver mane flyin' in the wind
Down through the planets
on the run again
No one knows where
they're runnin' to
But every kind is comin'
two by two.
Out on the delta
where the hoofbeats pound
The daddy's runnin'
on the frozen
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