I just buried a friend   He had come to the end   But I can't help feeling that it needn't have been   Caught in the flak   There was no turning back   So he gave up his life for some psychopath's dream      So we're leaving the front   Having taken the brunt   Now we're tired of the slaughter in some foreign land   So the leaders of the war   They fight alone on the shore   Our mutiny over they are left on the sand      We stand as one   We are an army now of many thousand strong   They stand alone   To fight for ravaged land to gain their worthless throne      [Chorus:]   The boys are coming home      [Voiceover:]   I see within my mind   A vast and lonely plain   Great armies meet in no man's land   To clench their hands in friendship   For the first time   The dark tide is ebbing   A mass of tired humanity drifting toward the dawn      We are coming home