[Lyrics by E.A.Robinson (1869-1935)]
Dark hills at evening in the west
Where sunset hovers like a sound
Of golden horns that song to rest
Old bones of warriors underground.
Far now from all the bannered ways
<a href="http://www.lyricsone.com">Song Lyrics</a>
Where flash the legions of the moon
You fade - as it the last of days
Where fading, and all wars were done.
