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These mist-covered mountains are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands and always will be
Someday you′ll return to your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn to be brother in arms
Through these fields of destruction, baptisms of fire
Witnessed your suffering as the battles raged higher
Though they did hurt me so well in the fear and alarm
You did not desert me, my brothers in arms
There is so many different worlds
So many different suns
We have just one world
But we live in different ones
Now the sun′s gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line of your palm
We are fools to make war on our brother in arms
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Writer(s): Mark Knopfler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
