Days of War Songtext
von Moira Smiley & VOCO

Sit with me birdie, in the tall tree
The news is bad and there′s no relief
How do you fly to the enemy,
And sing your song so tenderly?

Ooh, these days of war

When I fly to the enemy
The fear is high 'cause you don′t agree
And tempers flare, yeah the cry is war
No one listens anymore

Ooh, in these days, in these days
Ooh, these days of war

Little bird, do you fly in fear
Up and away from the hatred here?
Do you see our meeting ground
Between our camps where you touch down?

Oh, yes sometimes I fly in fear
And I sing so softly so you cannot hear,
But I sometimes see your meeting ground
Beneath the smoke and the battle sounds


Ooh, these days of war
These days of war

Oh little bird why do you fly away
And leave me alone in this silent day?
And how do you sing in these days of war
Where no one listens anymore?

Well I fly because I must carry on
To love
To feed
To make my home
And I sing to know that love is near
Because anger holds the hand of fear

Yeah, I sing to know that love is near
Because anger holds the hand of fear
I sing to know that love is near
Oh, courage take the hand of fear!

In these days of war
These days, in these days of war
These days, in these days of war
In these days of war