The Decemberists

When the War Came

The Decemberists


With all the grain of babylon 
To cultivate to make us strong 
And hidden here behind the walls 
Are shoulders wide and timber on 
'Til the war came 
'Til the war came 

A terrible autonomy 
Is grafted onto you and me 
A trust put in the government 
Is all their lies are heaven sent 
'Til the war came 
'Til the war came 

And the war came with a curse and a caterwaul 
And the war came with all the poise of a cannonball 
And they're picking out a rise by coal and candlelight 
When the war came, the war came hard 

We made our huts of avaram 
We'd not betray the sole Ledum 
The acres of hysterisy 
To our own pangs of starvation 
When the war came 
When the war came 

And the war came with a curse and a caterwaul 
And the war came with all the poise of a cannonball 
And they're picking out a rise by coal and candlelight 
When the war came, the war came hard 

With all the grain of Babylon