Eleanor Forte: The town's but rubble in a landscape of defeats
Eleanor Forte: The smell of smoke is reeking, filling up the streets
Eleanor Forte: Had I been there, had we stood tall, we may be here today
Eleanor Forte: But nothing's left of it, decaying homes of yesterday
Eleanor Forte: Maybe there's more to tell
Eleanor Forte: The birds continue singing, for no one to hear
Eleanor Forte: I've heard the passing bell
Eleanor Forte: I know I've heard it well
Eleanor Forte: The birds continue singing, for no one to hear
Eleanor Forte: If only I were here
Eleanor Forte: A hundred years are gone
Eleanor Forte: A hundred years were wasted
Eleanor Forte: We'll have to wait how long
Eleanor Forte: To fix the falling nation
Eleanor Forte: A hundred years are gone
Eleanor Forte: A hundred more will pass
Eleanor Forte: Together and united we will last