(The aftermath of the battle, the tears and the sadness!)

In the fields a blackbird cries

And another star has died
Mothers wail and search for sons
Brothers and the child


Do you see through
The mist and rain

The mourners
Have arrived


In the field of blackbirds
See our tears collide
In the field of blackbirds

They all cry

Will the dawn and the morning sun

Come and bathe us in her light
Hear the beat of a heavy drum
As another flower dies


Do you see through
The mist and rain

The evidence
Of lies


Through the eyes of a child
See the crosses of white
Watch a silent display

Field of blackbirds parade
Was it all in our minds
Was the reason so right

Did they all have to die
Field of blackbirds parade


And in the field a blackbird cries
Echoing a dying rose
Someone stands and makes his mark

On a grave with a broken heart