everywhere. Put away their differences for a while. Yes I am still a child. When it comes to something wild. Oh that was the night. I painted the sky. . Oh the mortars they roar. In anticipation
highland. And they were sharp. As sharp as knives. They heard the hum of the mortars. They counted the rotors. And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together. We said we'd all go down
highland. And they were sharp. As sharp as knives. They heard the hum of the mortars. They counted the rotors. And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together. We said we'd all go down
highland. And they were sharp. As sharp as knives. They heard the hum of the mortars. They counted the rotors. And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together. We said we'd all go down
highland. And they were sharp. As sharp as knives. They heard the hum of the mortars. They counted the rotors. And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together. We said we'd all go down
