Letras:
Brooke Fraser Flags

We're adrift on a sailboat My love is the sea Yours is the horizon Constant and steady You set my limbs locked hard afloat Lifted my lonesome sails The

It was the year The crows and the locusts came The fields drained dry the rain The fields are bleeding "Daddy don't cry, it'll be alright" She puts some

The lone woman stands in the turning December She's got ice on her lashes, white at her winter coat The trees stand like soldiers around her Dutiful wooden

Before a neon night's lighting I'm right beside you The fire in motion The fire in motion The desert sun sinking Sleepy and low But we're just waking

stand And our lives blow about Like flags on the land I don't know why our words are so proud Yet their promise soothing And our lives blow about Like flags

He got the droop of a fatherless child Almost imperceptible One can't see it with the naked eye Oh, but I can That cardboard lady in the corner store

Cheers to the furrows on our brow To each hard-won victory Cheers to the losses that grew us up Killed our pride, and filled our cup Cheers to the friendships

The lone woman stands in the turning December She's got ice on her lashes, white at her winter coat The trees stand like soldiers around her Dutiful

cause the wild wind knows What we are Orphans, kingdoms Eat and drink, for tomorrow we die We will look our waker in the eye Raise a flag and then drink