| The world goes to war, but who is it for
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| Can we sleep in our beds at night
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| And remembr the pain
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| And not want to regain
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| When cathedrals were white
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| You know I still think of you
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| And all we went through
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| But the years have now faded the light
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| Is your love still the same
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| As it was on that day
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| When cathedrals were white
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| All those onward Christian soldiers
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| Fighting onward Christian wars
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| Are you suprised when you discover
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| Just what they’re fighting for?
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| We run through the rain
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| And we get through the pain
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| And we teach all our kids wrong from right
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| But can we ever say that we love like the day
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| When cathedrals were white
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| All those leaders and cheaters
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| Disguise their deeds with a smile
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| So nonchalant, as they turn to tell you
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| All your thoughts are on file
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| And who is to blame that we’ve come to this day
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| When no one remembers what it was like
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| Back when honesty reigned, when we loved not for gain
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| When cathedrals were white
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| When cathedrals were white |