Faces Flags And Banners
last night I was woken by my cry had a dream just as plain as you and I saw the morning sun on a woodland in the spring still hear the echo crashing through the trees oh when I saw you down I fell upon my knees you and I we were wearing Southern Grey I called to you, but I used another name I beat the ground and I cried out in your pain but through a scarlet door I watched you slipping away and your brothers’ helpless prayers were all in vain last night I was woken by my cry
