All the pictures on the wall
The sand lying on the floor
The bed upstairs, still unmade
The dust float in the light
The people just left
All laughter and mess
Forgetting this and that
And rushing back
The front door open
The music still playing in one room
Down the hall
And towels on the floor
And then its quiet
Just the bees and birds
The summer haze
Of the trees, and the air
Feeds it all, feeds it all
We can all feel it
Like a light hand on your back
Welcoming you
We can all feel it
Like a light hand on your back
Welcoming you
The day before we went to war
The day before we went to war
We can all feel it
All the parasols and kids at play
The sea so still and calm
Blue as the cloudless sky
Just the gentle hum
Of the summers goings on
Broken by the sudden rush
Of two planes
Flying low and fast
Into the sun, into the sun
We can all feel it
Like a light hand on your back
Welcoming you
We can all feel it
Like a light hand on your back
Welcoming you
The day before we went to war
The day before we went to war
We can all feel it
We can all feel it
Like a light hand on your back
Welcoming you
We can all feel it
Like a light hand on your back
Welcoming you
The day before we went to war
The day before we went to war
The day before we went to war