It's a lovely day for a funeral
It's a lovely day for a parade
the choir is singing, church bells are ringing
'cause ringing's all they ever have to say
We're marching to the cemetery
so these old bones can finally find peace
we had to dig them up
from the ground where they were buried
'cause their restless rattling made it hard to sleep

So march on now, little soldiers
marching after the war
No side won, we're just all very wounded
and we're tired, and we're hungry, and we're poor

So burn up the books with the witches and the bridges
Follow leads to no good end
Don't go trying to swim across the river
with that crown weighing down your head

The Queens of Peace lead the procession
while the princes hop their trains
they're all in bars and counting possessions
just for trying to find a respite from the rain
And the children are all toting signs
and putting us in time out
we didn't do the math, now we're all getting grounded
and we all need a change and a nap

So march on now, little soldiers
marching after the war
no sides won, we're just all very wounded
and we're tired and we wanna go home

So hoist up your father's faded stories
and burn down the effigy
no fortune's sun is gonna shine upon you
while you're rolling in your greed
'cede back the soil to the ones who truly love her
though it's salted and stained with bitter blood
the wheel of time has a nail in the tire
and a thorn under the hood

So burn off the books with the witches and the bridges
so the flames can light your path
don't go trying to damn that river
with that cross hanging off your back

March on now, little soldiers
marching after the war
no sides won, we're just all very wounded
and we're tired, and we're hungry, and we're sore...