Everything Is Eventual کے بول

When birds are bullets from flower guns When ships are anchors and planes are bombs When the war is over and we are gone Will our love live on? The buildings burning and disintegrate And trees like armies we dominate With the concrete cracking in silent streets Reveals the beauty beneath Reveals the beauty beneath When we leave Mmmmmm When we leave Mmmmmmm When submarines go dead and drown When takes are treasures beneath the ground When walls dividing are broken down Will our souls be found When streetlight stars echo the dawn And clouds stop crying their endless song When animals run to and can belong Will our love be gone? Will our love be gone? We deserve our fate Yes, it is too late Oh, we deserve our fate We deserve it We deserve it Birds are bullets from flower guns And ships are anchored and planes are bombs When love is over and we are gone Will our love live on?