Lyrics Sons & Daughters - The Decemberists
When
we
arrive
Sons
and
daughters
We'll
make
our
homes
on
the
water
We'll
build
our
walls
aluminum
We'll
fill
our
mouths
with
cinnamon
now
These
currents
pull
us
'cross
the
border
Steady
your
boats
Arms
to
shoulder
'Till
tides
are
pulled
Our
hull
aground
Making
this
cold
harbor
now
home
Take
up
your
arm
Sons
and
daughters
We
will
arise
from
the
bunkers
By
land,
by
sea,
by
dirigible
We'll
leave
our
tracks
untraceable
now
When
we
arrive
Sons
and
daughters
We'll
make
our
homes
on
the
water
We'll
build
our
walls
aluminum
We'll
fill
our
mouths
cinnamon
now
(We'll
fill
our
mouths
cinnamon
now)
When
we
arrive
Sons
and
daughters
We'll
make
our
homes
on
the
water
We'll
build
our
walls
aluminum
We'll
fill
our
mouths
cinnamon
now
(When
we
arrive
sons
and
daughters
We'll
make
our
homes
underwater
When
we
build
our
walls
of
aluminum
We'll
fill
our
mouths
with
cinnamon)
Hear
all
the
bombs
fade
away
Hear
all
the
bombs
fade
away
Hear
all
the
bombs
fade
away
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