And...

And we’ve chosen to believe
All the things we’ve ever known
To see that the spring time is coming
To banish the feather-like snow

Sing three cheers for the demons
Soon with the chance to be returned
Gather up all of the ashes
Their journey moves on to the fall

We may know the reasons
Or dare to dream about them still
But one day they will all come home
And rest afore the war