london daughters

come all you london daughters, and sons of the looking glass, walking through the sullied water, na na na you can't go back, feeding on the lost and fallen, it's all we've ever done, can you hear their voices calling, go now and put down your guns, and as the old wind blows, we're going down then, down then up, down then up, come all you dublin fathers, and your next of kin, walking through the bloodied water, the cancer upon your skin, when we were hit yeah we'll hit back harder, that's our refrain, and we'll make the war go longer, just so they can know our pain, and as the cadence calls, we're going down then, down then up, down then up, down then up, yeah we're going down then up, can you see a light burning up ahead, or feel the wisdom in the ground, can you hear the story carried in the wind, and see the bird flying up, come all you wailing mothers, those who have lost so much, show us how we begin to regain your touch, with your children everywhere, tracing family names, you're walking miles and miles, to show them the way, and like the air in her lungs, we're going down then, down then up, down then up, down then up, yeah we're going down then up, come all you london daughters, come, come, come all you london daughters, come, come, come all you london daughters, come, come, come all you london daughters, come, come