| Now there is peace, the bloody war is over
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| Church bells ring as people rouse and cheer
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| The bombs don’t drop no more
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| No more hiding behind locked doors
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| Now there’s time for peace
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| Now there is joy for all across the land
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| God bless the boys, you’ll say, died for victory
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| Now there will be another short pause
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| Until someone finds a new death cause
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| Now there’s time for joy
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| Though I know we will be saved
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| From ourselves, we cannot live until we are
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| In years to come we could still be
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| Wearing thorns and speaking spears
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| These are the fears, these are the fears
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| These we have to live with
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| When there is love, peace and joy will follow
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| Time to start again, the Judas-men have gone
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| Widows' tears still flow, in the streets the fires glow
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| Now there’s time, now there’s time
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| Now there’s time for love |