Marc Almond - The Storks lyrics

Sometimes it seems to me that soldiers
While fighting on the battlefields
Did not die
No longer they lie under the cold ground
But are white storks flying
Free across the sky
They're still there from wars
Long ago forgotten still flying there I hear
Their mournful cries
Is taht why I'm often feeling so sad
And silent while looking at the skies?

Forever flying flying the tired skein
Through the fog we make their weary way
And there whithin the wedge a small space
It may be a place for me one day
And amongst the other storks
You'll see me sometimes
Gliding like a ghost you'll hear the sound
Of me calling like a bird
Under the grey clouds
To all of you I left upon the ground