A Call to Arms Mike & The Mechanics / Mike & The Mechanics Pass the word, it's a call to arms Midnight man at your door Blackened faces run in the night Daybreak under the floor Bring my bow Fill my head with flame, and we must Let them know that the torch is lit again Crystalize the pain behind your eyes Are you ready to fight? (You hear the drum and) run for your life (Sweet Avalon the heat is on) In other words, I hope and pray That time and tide wash the hate away A simple man with simple thoughts Who turned to force as a last resort All around us, chaos rings Buildings crumbling down Silhouettes in the fiery rain Timbers crash to the ground Bring my spear, invested with my youth Bring the children near, they must now be told the truth Old and young and those of foreign tongue Are you ready to fight? (You hear the drum and) run for your life (Sweet Avalon the heat is on) In other words, I hope and pray That time and tide wash the hate away A simple man with simple thoughts Who turned to force as a last resort In other words, I hope and pray That time and tide wash the day away When simple men with simple thoughts Will turn to force as a last recourse