i'm now obsessed with this song!

[pres2032]

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you’ll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you’ll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I’ve watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There’s so many different worlds
So many differents suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun’s gone to hell
And the moon’s riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it’s written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We’re fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

[WhirlyGirl]

1. I don't know how the melody goes -- can you SING it for me?

. . . :rofl:

[pres2032]

2. *singing it now*

can you hear me now? :P

[WhirlyGirl]

5. "Good!"

Yes, you have an absolutely DE-VINE voice! (And an earworm :P)

[pres2032]

8. why thank you

hehe, i'm glad someone else has it as an earworm. It's been my earworm for a good week now.

[WhirlyGirl]

10. Mine was that somber harp & keyboard motif they kept repeating on MSNBC--

. . . all last week, to remind us to be sad.

I turned the TV off to get away from it, but I could still hear it for hours afterward. :-(

[hickman1937]

3. Dire Straits? n/t

[pres2032]

4. yup

[hickman1937]

6. I heard it on a West Wing rerun this week.

It's been in my head ever since. I love that song.

[pres2032]

7. hehe, that's how i discovered it

when i heard it the first time that ep aired. though i just recently found a copy of the song. it's such a powerful song and fits perfectly with that episode.

[hickman1937]

11. That song has always brought tears to my eyes,

and I can't even understand half the words! Mark Knopler is a master at creating a mood. I always thought that if he and Roger Waters ever teamed up on an album, there would be mass suicides.

[two gun sid]

9. Great song....

I first heard it after I returned from Central America in the mid 80's.