(GUITAR & HARP INTRO)
For days on days
I've seen your game
And it takes away my joy
The sea bird knows
Where the fair winds blow
His knowledge, he employs
I know that fast, the end shall come
The writing's on the wall
But better days are comin'
For us all
Brother, be your own
For the faults we moan
For days on days
I've seen your game
And it takes away my joy
The sea bird knows
Where the fair winds blow
His knowledge, he employs
I know that fast, the end shall come
The writing's on the wall
But better days are comin'
For us all
Brother, be your own
For the faults we moan
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