The four of us Were marching the road Steady in a cloak In the gloriest month of May Scared by what we lost Lost along the way (?) as we turn (?) Even though it sounds dull (?) Oh the longest we run Is the shortest we (?) So stand out to my sunlight We are at war Just background noise Going to the front Once and for all With a night no fathers came back As we (?) The kids all alone are tasting the day The morning will be red They'll drink our freedom Fortune and fate in taverns we no longer frequent What a shame The longest we run is the shortest we (?) Stand out to my sunlight We are at war Leave me alone There's no such thing As (?) Oh let me go home I'll be good and if I can I'll be good at it