Decemberists - Sons And Daughters lyrics

When we arrive

Sons & daughters

We'll make our homes on the water

We'll build our walls aluminum

We'll fill our lives with cinnamon now

These currents pull us 'cross the border

Steady your boats

Arms to shoulder

'till tides are pulled

Hold our grounds

Making this cold harbor now home

Take up your arm

Sons and daughters

We will arise from the bunkers

By land, by sea, by dirrigible

We'll leave our tracks untraceable now

When arrive

Sons and daughters

We'll make our lives on the water

We'll build our walls aluminum

We'll fill our mouths cinnamon

When we arrive

Sons and daughters

We'll make our homes on the water

We'll build our walls aluminum

We'll fill our mouths cinnamon

(when we arrive sons and daughters

We'll make our homes underwater

When we build our walls of aluminum

We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon)

Here all the bombs fade away

Here all the bombs fade away

Here all the bombs fade away

Here all the bombs fade away