(The aftermath of the battle, the tears and the sadness!) In the fields a blackbird cries And another star has died Mothers wail and search for sons Brothers and the child Do you see through The mist and rain The mourners Have arrived In the field of blackbirds See our tears collide In the field of blackbirds They all cry Will the dawn and the morning sun Come and bathe us in her light Hear the beat of a heavy drum As another flower dies Do you see through The mist and rain The evidence Of lies Through the eyes of a child See the crosses of white Watch a silent display Field of blackbirds parade Was it all in our minds Was the reason so right Did they all have to die Field of blackbirds parade And in the field a blackbird cries Echoing a dying rose Someone stands and makes his mark On a grave with a broken heart