Boys and girls will see in time That they were wrong to go Fires don't burn at home, like they Used to burn, those nights Grew so long
The scattering (all the children say) Will come again (it's taken them away) No seeds to fall (all the children say) No sons to blame As one by one they left home
Tired old men Spin tales of when A man could work And hold his head up high Ghosts roam this town With pockets full of rye they'd all fall down But soon their jars all ran dry
The scattering (all the children say) Will come again (it's taken them away) No seeds to fall (all the children say) No sons to blame As one by one they left home
The scattering (all the children say) Has come again (it's taken them away) No seeds to fall (all the children say) Like better days
The scattering (all the children say) Has come again (it's taken them away) But if skies could fall (all the children say) With harvest rain Then one by one... They'll come home
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