(The aftermath of the battle, the tears and the sadness!) 

In the fields a blackbird cries 
And another star has died 
Mothers wail and search for sons 
Brothers and the child 

Do you see through 
The mist and rain 
The mourners 
Have arrived 

In the field of blackbirds 
See our tears collide 
In the field of blackbirds 
They all cry 

Will the dawn and the morning sun 
Come and bathe us in her light 
Hear the beat of a heavy drum 
As another flower dies 

Do you see through 
The mist and rain 
The evidence 
Of lies 

Through the eyes of a child 
See the crosses of white 
Watch a silent display 
Field of blackbirds parade 
Was it all in our minds 
Was the reason so right 
Did they all have to die 
Field of blackbirds parade 

And in the field a blackbird cries 
Echoing a dying rose 
Someone stands and makes his mark 
On a grave with a broken heart