The many wars we run

The clock right down to none

Just to play faithful to

The cause you claim is just

I want an orange tree

I live in falling leaves

Just shooting through the rain

Wish it were watering

Say a word for the ones sailing away

Say a prayer for the young sailing away, sailing away

Say a word for the ones sailing away

If the sun come in, gentle rays

If the wine get poured, sweet the taste

This burial ain't grave

This is a joyous change

On pointed toes we wait

Dissolving of the state

In documented form

I dream a safe return

It's just a thought I hold

Until that coming day