ANOTHER ISLAND
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
We fly so high to reach so low.
The busy streets of empty faces, outside
The distance I feel begins to grow.
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
We fly so high and fall so far.
They fight in fields so rare.
The funeral drum, the soldier's song,
Reminds me of another island
Where the same weak voice sings on and on and on...
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
We fly so high and fall so far.
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
We fly so high to reach so low.
The busy streets of empty faces, outside
The distance I feel begins to grow.
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
We fly so high and fall so far.
They fight in fields so rare.
The funeral drum, the soldier's song,
Reminds me of another island
Where the same weak voice sings on and on and on...
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
With heavy heart, we hit the ground
We fly so high and fall so far.