Call To Heaven Lyrics - Singles - Patty Smyth

Cannons roared, in the valley they thundered 

While the guns lit up the night 

Then it rained and both sides wondered 

Who is wrong and who is right 

On the wire like a ragged old scarecrow 

Bloody hands and broken back 

When they fire see him pirouette solo 

Jump in time to the rat-a-tat 

What a night though it's one of seven 

What a night for the dancing dead 

What a night to be called to heaven 

What a picture to fill your head 

By the wall in silhouette standing 

Through a flash of sudden light 

Cigarette from his mouth just hanging 

Paper square to his heart pinned tight 

Gather 'round reluctant marksmen 

One of them to take his life 

With a smile he gives them pardon 

Leaves the dark and takes the light 

They dispatch their precious cargo 

Knock him back right off his feet 

And they pray may no one follow 

Better still to face the beast 

When the field has become a garden 

And the wall has stood the test 

Children play and the dogs run barking 

Who would think or who would guess