Fading away like the stars of the morning
Losing their light in the glorious sun.
Thus would we pass from the earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done.
Only remembered; only remembered;
Only remembered for what we have done.
Thus would we pass from the earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done.
Who’ll sing the anthem and who’ll tell the story?
Will the line hold? will it scatter and run?
Shall we at last be united in glory?
Only remembered for what we have done.