Listen, do you hear
The drumbeat of fear?
For while we sleep they crawl and creep
And bring the winds of war.
Beware the winds of war
You've heard their songs before
The words they speak conceal so sweet
The pain that lies in store
A smile in the eyes of the children
Brings joy to the heart but tears to the eye
Oh, can you remember the rain?
Can you remember the pain, oh the pain
That stole the smile from their eyes..
Listen do you hear
The drumbeat grow near?
For while we thought they'd let them rot
They kept their swords and spears
A sword in the hands of your brother
Turns day into darkness and skies into fire
Oh, don't lend a hand to the flame
Don't be a part of the pain, oh the pain
That steals the smile from their eyes
Don't feed the winds of war
Don't be deceived anymore
The words they speak conceal so sweet
The pain they have in store
A smile in the eyes of the children
Brings joy to the heart and peace to the land
Oh teach your daughters and sons to resist the sword and the drums, the nearing drums
And keep the smile in their eyes
Oh teach your daughters and sons to crush the sword and the drum, the bloody drum
And keep the smile in their eyes.
The drumbeat of fear?
For while we sleep they crawl and creep
And bring the winds of war.
Beware the winds of war
You've heard their songs before
The words they speak conceal so sweet
The pain that lies in store
A smile in the eyes of the children
Brings joy to the heart but tears to the eye
Oh, can you remember the rain?
Can you remember the pain, oh the pain
That stole the smile from their eyes..
Listen do you hear
The drumbeat grow near?
For while we thought they'd let them rot
They kept their swords and spears
A sword in the hands of your brother
Turns day into darkness and skies into fire
Oh, don't lend a hand to the flame
Don't be a part of the pain, oh the pain
That steals the smile from their eyes
Don't feed the winds of war
Don't be deceived anymore
The words they speak conceal so sweet
The pain they have in store
A smile in the eyes of the children
Brings joy to the heart and peace to the land
Oh teach your daughters and sons to resist the sword and the drums, the nearing drums
And keep the smile in their eyes
Oh teach your daughters and sons to crush the sword and the drum, the bloody drum
And keep the smile in their eyes.
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