Rome - Bread and Wine lyrics

Say we're here to reclaim our past Though we knew it couldn't last Our pathetic attempt to fashion this place To our own, alien ways Say we're here to watch our homes Be buried by a hail of stones Assume it all And let's drink to our fall Oh, friends, let us drink to this memory so fine For not all is lost when there is still bread and wine And then we slip back I am I, you are you And the life we knew, we loved so much Is here, unblemished, untouched And waiting for that hail of stones We'll meet our fate at home As men turn to mice With the closing of the vice Oh, friends, let us drink to this memory so fine For not all is lost when there is still bread and wine Oh, how we'll miss your green and gold The tinkling of your streams The majesty of your storms The sounds of your evening doves Your harvest sun warm on our skin The scent of your hot cotton Your leopards in the sun