This, is this the song From all the rooftops And all the ramparts That our lonely lives are whole That our tiny hearts are full Be the voice that echoes far Hope is just above the bluest stars
See how they burn like sky fires They’re watching All our ships on bellowed seas Were we were running from his reach
Birds falling down the rooftops .... out of the sky ... Birds falling down the rooftops .... out of the sky like raindrops ... Alert - Sonic Booms - Fish ...