Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fortunes Of War, artist - Fish. Album song Communion, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 30.09.2007
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Fortunes Of War |
Rosebuds scattered across the lawn like the squares at Waterloo |
With bayonets of thorns repelling small children in search of lost tennis balls |
Imaginary cannonballs that were fired at the legs of galloping cavalry |
Resting their dreams in the shade of the apple trees |
Toy soldiers drunk on warm lemonade |
And the children dream of glory and Fortunes of War |
Safe in bed with stories of Fortunes of War, Fortunes of War |
As the sun sets low on these playing fields |
An army returns bearing swords and shields |
Dustbin lids and raspberry canes they’ll live to fight another day |
For warriors medals, milk bottle tops |
Battle flags fashioned from mother’s old table cloths |
Bright colours run in the summer rain |
Sometimes when they fall they will pretend that their hankie is a bandage to |
stop the bleeding |
And imagine city streets and desert storms and foreign fields |
There’s bullets flying, these are the Fortunes of War |
I heard a wheelchair whisper across a stale, stagnant gymnasium |
Trailing an ivy league jacket like a matador |
Through the jitterbug steps of the night before |
I followed him down to the church parade |
Where he makes his peace every armistice day |
I watched him fade away, melt in the autumn rain |
For sometimes when they fall they can’t pretend |
That the hankie is a bandage that can’t stop the bleeding |
They’re out in city streets and desert storms or foreign fields |
With bullets flying, these are the Fortunes of War |
While their children dream of glory and Fortunes of War |
Safe in bed with stories and Fortunes of War |
Of uniforms and glory, Fortunes of War, Fortunes of War |