The Decemberists - Sons And Daughters Lyrics

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When we arrive 
Sons & daughters 
We'll make our homes on the water 
We'll build our walls of 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 
Hold our grounds 
Making this cold harbor now home 

Take up your arm 
Sons and daughters 
We will arise from the bunkers 
By land, by sea, by dirrigible 
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now 

When we arrive 
Sons and daughters 
We'll make our lives on the water 
We'll build our walls of aluminum 
We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now 

When we arrive 
Sons and daughters 
We'll make our homes on the water 
We'll build our walls of aluminum 
We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now 

When we arrive 
Sons and daughters 
We'll make our homes on the water 
We'll build our walls of aluminum 
We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now 

When we arrive 
Sons and daughters 
We'll make our homes on the water 
We'll build our walls of aluminum 
We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now 

Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
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Here all the bombs fade away 
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Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away 
Here all the bombs fade away

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lyrics submitted by yachiru on 04-10-2006
lyrics corrected by Shawn White on 22-12-2007