Lyrics

[LACHLAN] Brother my brother One blue and one gray Will meet upon a quiet field The morn of judgement day Brother my brother God has heard your battle call Now he'll watch his precious children Learn how to stand, learn how to fall And his eyes will look away For his heart will so be torn As his fields of gold turn scarlet From the rage of battle born And the silence of the night Will be broken by the cries Of the ones who've been forgotten On the quiet field where honor lies Give me now a splendid sun With all his light full clear Give me now a gentle autumn Before the dying of the year And some green unbloodied grass While I can still see far Give me one night on a river And one unfailing star Brother my brother One blue and one gray Will meet upon a quiet field The morn of judgement day Brother my brother God has heard your battle call Now he'll watch his precious children Learn how to stand, learn how to fall