Broken Flag (Digitally Remastered 1996)

Nodding though, the lamp's lit low, nod for passers underground

To and fro, she's darning and the land is weeping red and pale

Weeping yarn from

Algiers, weeping yarn from

AlgiersWeaving though, the eyes are pale, what will rend, will also mend

The sifting cloth is binding and the dream she weaves will never end

For we're marching toward

Algiers, for we're marching toward

AlgiersLullaby though, baby's gone, lullaby a broken song

Oh, the cradle was our call, when it rocked we carried on

And we marched on toward

Algiers, for we're marching for

AlgiersWe're still marching for

Algiers, marching, marching for

AlgiersNot to hail a barren sky, sifting cloth is weeping red

The mourning veil is waving high a field of stars and tears we've shed

In the sky a broken flag, children wave and raise their arms

We'll be gone but they'll go on and on and on and on and on