ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Brothers in arms


These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And it always will be
Someday you’ll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you’ll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I’ve witnessed your suffering now
As the battle raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

(My brothers in arms)
(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 now
And the moon’s riding high
Let me bid you farewell now
‘Cause every man has to die
But it’s written in the starlight
And every line in your palm
We are fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

We are fools to make war
On our brothers in arms
On our brothers in arms