While the wind winds it's weary will
up to the top of tomorrow, 
who will win our wars for us
and perch us upon peerless peace?
As the waters swallow wonder while 
the tree tops stretch outwards,
a song swims sternly on
  of love everlasting.

The drums drone on and on,
as dear ones drown despairing.
This song swims swiftly on,
the righteous wounds repairing.

peace, peace,
			pardon me?
peace, peace,
			please
peace, peace,
			pardon me?

			pardon me..

Lord have mercy!
			   Save us Lord!

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