The Nightingale - PJ Harvey

I have heard the sound of your call

I have chosen your path

I joined your caravan

We called you the nightingale

I remember how excited we were

The best of life lay ahead for us

We marched on, wrapped in your song

For you I gave my five-year-old son

I felt him behind me

I felt him helping me

Every one of us will go to Paradise

He sang to the soldiers day and night

We called him the nightingale

Get ready, get ready, get ready

Heads on top of sticks were angels around me

Heads on top of sticks became angels around me

Heads on top of sticks, crashed veins, angels around me

Heads on top of sticks were like angels around me