Arrows Lyrics

The hands are reaching for the bright black morning light
Our leader down on his knees right before our eyes
And suddenly
We're coming home
We're growing strong
We're coming home again
All though this little wonder
And all of you
Destroyed with nothing but a stone or two
Lay down your sword this boy turned gold from blue
Before the men take off your crown, be true
The arrows float over us
So hear the children play The same old song
The same old plan
And hear the old folks pray
Because then you'll understand that
The sun will shine
The rain will fall
The sun will shine again
All through this little wonder
And all of you
Destroyed with nothing but a stone or two
Lay down your sword this boy turned gold from blue
Before the men take off your crown, be true
The arrows float over us

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