[00:01.42]The homecoming fanfare is echoing still
[00:04.60]
[00:06.28]Now tapping on tables and sensing a chill
[00:09.27]
[00:11.07]Poor families expecting loved one's return
[00:15.28]
[00:17.53]Only summon some charlatan spectre
[00:20.10]
[00:21.87]Oh when will they learn
[00:25.90]
[00:29.45]You hung the moon
[00:32.20]
[00:34.29]From a gallows in the sky
[00:37.62]
[00:39.58]Choked out the light
[00:42.44]
[00:44.49]In his blue lunar eye
[00:47.95]
[00:49.90]The shore is a parchment
[00:53.63]
[00:54.84]The sea has no tide
[00:58.04]
[01:00.13]Since he was taken from my side
[01:08.79]
[01:10.91]The lines of the fallen are viewed through a glass
[01:13.91]
[01:15.18]You cannot touch them at all
[01:17.40]
[01:19.32]Or hear their footfall just as they go past
[01:22.77]
[01:24.22]The drunken ground is where they are bound
[01:28.17]
[01:32.13]You hung the moon
[01:35.16]
[01:36.99]From a gallows in the sky
[01:40.44]
[01:42.49]Choked out the light
[01:45.30]
[01:47.29]In his blue lunar eye
[01:50.27]
[01:52.26]The shore is a parchment
[01:55.90]
[01:57.45]The sea has no tide
[02:00.51]
[02:02.94]Since he was taken from my side
[02:11.64]
[02:14.32]So slap out his terrors
[02:16.26]And sneer at his tears
[02:17.66]
[02:18.88]We deal with deserters like this
[02:21.53]
[02:23.27]From the breech to the barrel the bead we will level
[02:26.84]
[02:27.63]Break earth with a shovel quick march on the double
[02:31.19]
[02:32.10]Lower him shallow like tallow down in the abyss
[02:37.77]
[02:43.11]You hung the moon
[02:46.17]
[02:48.17]From a gallows in the sky
[02:51.84]
[02:55.10]Choked out the light
[02:56.81]
[02:58.85]In his blue lunar eye
[03:02.38]
[03:04.42]The shore is a parchment
[03:08.70]
[03:09.92]The sea has no tide
[03:13.18]
[03:15.51]Since he was taken from my side
[03:24.03]
[03:26.66]Since he was taken from my side
[03:36.56]
[03:39.07]The homecoming fanfare is echoing still
[03:44.53]