Chris Walla - Sons And Daughters lyrics

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