Binance

War Of Man (Ann Wilson)

The little creatures Run in from the cold Back to the nest Just like the days of old There in the safety Of a mother's arms The warmth of ages, Far away from harm again. Ears ringin' 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 flyin' in the wind Down through the planets On the run again No one knows where They're runnin' to But every kind is comin' Two by two. Out on the delta Where the hoofbeats pound The daddy's runnin' 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 windows open And the little girl dreams The sky's her playground As she mounts her steed 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 There in the safety Of a mother's arms The warmth of ages, Far away from harm again. No one wins It's a war of man, No one wins It's a war of man, No one wins.