Summer skies are gone for ever

Nothing left but to remember

Morning leaves a bed of echoes

Tears of blood in weaping meadows

Can you see me, can you hear me

Can you leave me here in silence?



Drums and flags and trumpets playing

Armies in the night are praying

Hymns of hate to have their souls blessed

For the morning's blood shed harvest

Can you reach me, can you hold me

Can you leave me here in silence?



Take my children, golden children

Grow them, train them, cut them, kill them

For the justice of your Jesus

For the service of your leaders

Can you feel me, can you touch me

Can you leave me here in silence?



Innocence is gone forever

Nothing left but to remember

Autumn cracks the leaves of pity

Winter chokes the cries of mercy

Can you free me, can you love me

Can you leave me here in silence?