• They say the skies of Lebanon are burning

    Those mighty cedars bleedin' in the heat

    They're showing pictures on the television

    Women and children dying in the street

    And we're still at it in our own place

    Still tryin' to reach the future through the past

    Still tryin' to carve tomorrow from a tombstone...

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    But Hey! Don't listen to me! this wasn't meant to be no sad song .
    We've heard too much of that before

    Right now I only want to be here with you Till the morning dew comes falling And I wanna take you to the island Trace your footprints in the sand
    And in the evening when the sun goes down We'll make love to the sound of the ocean

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    They're raising banners over by the markets

    Whitewashing slogans on the shipyard walls

    Witchdoctors praying for a mighty showdown No way our holy flag is gonna' fall

    Up here we sacrifice our children To feed the worn-out dreams of yesterday And teach them dying will lead us into glory...

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    But Hey! Don't listen to me! cos this wasn't meant to be no sad song .
    I've sung too much of that before

    Right now I only want to be here with you Till the morning dew comes falling I wanna take you to the island And trace your footprints in the sand
    And in the evening when there's no one around We'll make love to the sound of the ocean

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    Now I know us plain folks don't see all the story

    And I know this peace and love's just copping out

    And I guess these young boys dying in the ditches Is just what being free is all about

    And how this twisted wreckage down on main street Will bring us all together in the end
    And we'll go marching down the road to freedom... Freedom.......

    Freedom