Should the world forget your name
And you feel the godforsaken shame
And the wounds they won't wash away
My darlin' there's no need to be afraid
Should your father not see your face
In this darkness or in this place
And you feel its all gone to waste
Together we'll rise from where we lay
We will march out to the sea
Wearing uniforms of grief
We will go with the gentle tide
Strong and not afraid to die
The light begins to fade
And love will die and drift away
To me the point of these wasted days
Fix my broken lips they've forgotten how to pray
We will march out to the sea
Wearing uniforms of grief
We will go with the gentle tide
Strong and not afraid to die
The saints they will fall
But when Paul returns to solve all my
Rather tender, rather small
Good god we are the ones
Who the children in the sun
Not afraid to go back where theyve begun
We will march out to the sea
Wearing uniforms of grief
We will go with the gentle tide
Strong and not afraid to die
We will march out to the sea
Wearing uniforms of grief
We will go with the gentle tide
Strong and not afraid to die
