When I die, don’t think of me.
On a lonely…battlefield.
Remember me, on summer days.
In golden times, I’ll come running to you.
You and me, we can be.
In unity…we’re refugees.
Time to sow…time to grow…
These golden days, my life, your life, entwined.
As the walls come tumbling down,
And as their tears fall to the ground.
I hear the crashing of the waves.
Bright young things…falling to the ground.
All our saviors…
If I die… before I wake.
Pray for me, my soul to take.
Remember me, on winter days.
Frozen in time, my life, your life, entwined.
As the walls come tumbling down,
And as their tears fall to the ground.
I hear the crashing of the waves.
Bright young things…falling to the ground.