Native son

Mount up, move on
May you find the way back home

Down and down we go, down into bright October
Brothers in arms no more now that the war is over
Have you waded in and been to hell? Will you lie upon the sofa
See to the decoration of your shell now that the war is over

Mount up, move on
Damn the darkness
Speed the dawn
They lost, we won
Try to find your way back home
Native son