Letra de Right Foot
Never did I find

A nest for my soul

We have made

All the bans we imposed

We have thrown

On ourselves

In memory's manner



The weakened will

Raise their heads

To mellow their

Somber faces

This day you will

Be in your camp

In the streets of

Your people

(too late)



You are at

The summit of

The honored



Decorate yourselves (x4)



Crazy man stands to task

No friends his story (x2)



All I ever

Wanted was too (x2)

All I ever

Wanted was too

See your face

And contemplate (x2)



Never did I find

A nest for my soul

We have made

All the bans we imposed

We have thrown

On ourselves

In memory's manner