Brothers in Arms (Piano Version)
The order's in
And we'll be bringing them the fight
God bless my brother back home with my father
Give me the strength to beat this night
Sweat, ache, blistering heat
Pain in each step I take with my bleeding feet
This air it's so hard to breathe
Through the dust and the smoke and the torrid debris
Marching forward
Towards the murder
These homes are breaking
The ground and the walls are shaking
I hear children cry
No time for goodbyes
So I hold my head high As the fire falls down from the sky
Fire falls down from the sky
And the blast consumes
Fire ignites and burns our flesh
As we face our doom
Never to see our homes again
And we struggle and we strive In the fight to stay alive
And the hope that we'll survive
Will we make it through the night
I'll be going down, but I'll take them out
Slums these poor homes
Are now our war zones
Together we're marching forward
Towards the murder
These homes are breaking The ground and the walls are shaking
I hear children cry. No time for goodbyes
So I hold my head high As the fire falls down from the sky
My brothers beside me Are strong and not one is breaking
We stand side by side
We fight or we die
And we hold our heads high
As the fire falls down from the sky
And we'll be bringing them the fight
God bless my brother back home with my father
Give me the strength to beat this night
Sweat, ache, blistering heat
Pain in each step I take with my bleeding feet
This air it's so hard to breathe
Through the dust and the smoke and the torrid debris
Marching forward
Towards the murder
These homes are breaking
The ground and the walls are shaking
I hear children cry
No time for goodbyes
So I hold my head high As the fire falls down from the sky
Fire falls down from the sky
And the blast consumes
Fire ignites and burns our flesh
As we face our doom
Never to see our homes again
And we struggle and we strive In the fight to stay alive
And the hope that we'll survive
Will we make it through the night
I'll be going down, but I'll take them out
Slums these poor homes
Are now our war zones
Together we're marching forward
Towards the murder
These homes are breaking The ground and the walls are shaking
I hear children cry. No time for goodbyes
So I hold my head high As the fire falls down from the sky
My brothers beside me Are strong and not one is breaking
We stand side by side
We fight or we die
And we hold our heads high
As the fire falls down from the sky
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Tollas, William William
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