Silver Firs - Motherland lyrics

horses and cattle the barrow's wheels rattle When all the birds fly south will you/we follow them too Braver than the others Kissed the neighbours daughters When all the birds fly south will you follow them too Cold and forgotten The wooden floor is rotten Did they steal our youth with all those machines The lichen ate all the stone The paths we knew (now) overgrown Did they steal our youth with all those machines woken from your dreams misguided motherland Your sons are no longer yours out of the windows of our tree house To the endless slopes around us We cherished our hopes