The little creatures run in from the cold Back to the nest just like the days of old They're in the safety of a mother's arms The warmth of ages far away from harm again The little creatures run in from the cold Back to the nest just like the days of old Ears ringing from the battle fire The tired warrior aims a little higher The black falcon or the little sparrow The healing light or the flash of the barrel No one wins, it's a war of man No one wins, it's a war of man Silver mane flying in the wind Out through the planets on the run again No one knows where they're running to But every kind is coming two by two Out on the delta where the hoofbeats pound The daddy's running on the frozen ground Can't smell the poison as it follows him Can't see the gas and machines, it's a war of man No one wins, it's a war of man No one wins, it's a war of man The window's open and the little girl dreams The sky's a black out, ash and mountains deep Across the heavens to the other side On wings of magic does the little girl ride The baby creatures run in from the cold Back to the nest just like the days of old They're in the safety of a mother's arms The warmth of age is far away from harm again No one wins, it's a war of man No one wins No one wins