Lyrics:

Cut down in their prime,
In silence, on that day,
February '58, they got what they need,
From Belgrade and back home to sleep.

More than a name, to millions,
What could have been changed,
By all the boys leaving Munich on that day,
The snow came and sent them to sleep.

(This, fall, was, greater than them all)
News and tributes come leaking in (in)
As all eyes turn to Europe,
I'd forgotten the sadness in (in)
The voices that turn us to stewards.

Cut down in their prime,
In silence, on that day,
February '58, they got what they need,
From Belgrade and back home to sleep.

(This, fall, was, greater than them all)
News and tributes come leaking in (in)
As all eyes turn to Europe,
I'd forgotten the sadness in (in),
The voices that turn us to stewards.
They're still singing despite the years (years)
Sending them back into Europe,
There's a ringing in the ears (ears),
That lasts from here to Newark.

News and tributes,
(Leaking in
Leaking in,
Leaking in)