The best ones fly on past like birds consumed by fire
As we sift through the ash of our burned out yesterdays…
We will be forgotten, our days gifted to the wind
Fighting for days that never come again, we will be forgotten
To think we thought we’d always be best friends… we must have forgotten
As the older soldiers fall we claim their name and rank
But who will recall the men who robbed the Ipswich bank?
We will be forgotten, our battles gifted to the wind
Fighting that war nobody wins, we will be forgotten
Every story finds its end… we will be forgotten
Johnny Mercer chasing the moon
Up round the bend, oh it all ends too soon
Ain't that the way a tune should be played
So black it's blue
They took the day, we took the night
Most got it wrong, we almost got it all right
When we were through, the stars and moon were done too
So black, so blue
credits
from We Will Be Forgotten,
released July 23, 2011
Voice – Mont Chris Hubbard
Backing Vocals – Bryan Daste, Mont Chris Hubbard
Electric Guitar & Acoustic Guitar – Zach Hinkelman
Pedal Steel Guitar – Bryan Daste
Piano, Vibraphone – Mont Chris Hubbard
Bass – Jordan Korach
Drums – Andrew Nelson
Solo Electric Guitar – Bob Dunham
Cello – Elizabeth Byrd
Viola – Ben Landsverk
Trumpet – Clark Rust
Flute & Clarinet – Dan Hinman
(arrangement by Mont Chris Hubbard)
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