Lyrics
silver mane flyin in the wind
the tired warrior aims a little higher
It s a war of man, it s a war of man
Out on the delta where the hoofbeats pound, the baby creatures run in from the cold
The healing light or the flash of the barrel, silver mane flyin in the wind
it s a war of man
the sky s her playground as she mounts her steed
Can t see the gas and machines, back to the nest just like the days of old
down through the planets on the run again
The healing light or the flash of the barrel, on wings of magic does the little girl ride
the warmth of ages
The little creatures run in from the cold, the warmth of ages, the sky s her playground as she mounts her steed
Can t see the gas and machines, back to the nest just like the days of old
The sky s her playground as she mounts her steed, ears ringin from the battle fire Man, ears ringin from the battle fire
down through the planets on the run again
but every kind is comin two by two
There in the safety of a mother s arms, the healing light or the flash of the barrel Neil, there in the safety of a mother s arms
There in the safety of a mother s arms, the baby creatures run in from the cold, down through the planets on the run again
the healing light or the flash of the barrel
the healing light or the flash of the barrel
Can t smell the poison as it follows him, it s a war of man, but every kind is comin two by two
The daddy s runnin on the frozen ground, can t smell the poison as it follows him
Across the heavens to the other side, it s a war of man
it s a war of man
The little creatures run in from the cold, can t smell the poison as it follows him
the baby creatures run in from the cold
Across the heavens to the other side, on wings of magic does the little girl ride Neil, it s a war of man