Homefires Songtext

von The Men They Couldn't Hang

Travel sourth from the hills
Lying covered all in fern
With wild heather down in the glen
There's a field being burned, soil being turned
Ready for rhe seed time again

North East South Westward home
Fires on horizons grow
Seasons turn, bonfires burn
Everywhere the embers blow, everywhere the embers blow...

On November the Fifth people gather on the heath
Point their Roman candles at the sky
Our of broken branch and leaf they construct a fiery wreath
Ready for rhe burning of the Guy

North East South Westward home
Fires on horizons grow
Seasons turn, bonfires burn
Everywhere the embers blow, everywhere the embers-blow...

Half a million homes make the ruined city glow
The light in every window burns the same
Half a million fires put together makes a pyre
Chimney smoke turns into chimney flame

North East South Westward home
Fires on horizons grow
Seasons tum, bonfires burn
Everywhere the embers blow, everywhere the embers blow...
Everywhere the embers blow, everywhere the embers blow...