Inside we hear ther song
Haunting us everlong
Calling from Fields of None
Roses sing of the sun
Old mother, old star
Days have moved on
World is far gone
In a haze of green and gold
Outside we live and fight
For long days and pleasant nights
We'll meet where the path ends
Very well met my friend
Old mother, old star
Days have moved on
World is far gone
In a haze of gren and gold