I see you standing by the old stone wall Where our fathers fought and died Your banner flies but mine has fallen Still we meet here side by side Your words cut deep like winter's blade Mine echo through the glen But here beneath the ancient oak We're just two souls again Across the field we've drawn our lines But blood runs the same in yours and mine The war will end, the hate will fade But this moment we have made Across the field You speak of honor, I speak of home Both fighting for what's right Your mother's tears fall just like mine When we don't come back at night The priests all say we're meant to hate The chiefs demand we fight But I see sorrow in your eyes That matches mine tonight Across the field we've drawn our lines But blood runs the same in yours and mine The war will end, the hate will fade But this moment we have made Across the field When morning comes we'll take our sides And raise our swords once more But now I know the face behind The one I'm fighting for Across the field we've drawn our lines But blood runs the same in yours and mine The war will end, the hate will fade But this moment we have made This moment we have made Across the field
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