The Decemberists - Sons And Daughters lyrics

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When we arrive Sons & daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our lives with cinnamon now These currents pull us 'cross the border Steady your boats Arms to shoulder 'till tides are pulled Hold our grounds Making this cold harbor now home Take up your arm Sons and daughters We will arise from the bunkers By land, by sea, by dirrigible We'll leave our tracks untraceable now When arrive Sons and daughters We'll make our lives on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our mouths cinnamon When we arrive Sons and daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our mouths cinnamon (when we arrive sons and daughters We'll make our homes underwater When we build our walls of aluminum We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon) Here all the bombs fade away Here all the bombs fade away Here all the bombs fade away Here all the bombs fade away