Armistice

Coat of black, coat of blackWeary waiting, weary waitingI turn out the light, we kiss goodnightAnd weary waitingWeary waiting to come closerCloser to where we belongOutside the city children brandishSharp their knivesSharpen knives and come closerCloser to where we belongIf you'll be weak then I'll be strongWhen the night is long, ohTrust all the years you'll wait to findThis man who's loved you your whole lifeSo come closerCloser to where we belongJust close your eyes, let those foxes fightThe children of this city sharp their knivesCome closerCloser to where we belongAnd if I be weak, won't you be strong?When the night is longIf I'll be weakChomreedhoo, chomreedhooWhen the night is longClose your eyes, let the foxes fightClose your eyesCome closer to where we belongWhere we belongWhen the night is longWhen the night is long