Red were the flowers
Growing out of the ashes of war
Searching for the sun
That was there before
Searching for the sun
That was there
Now it’s gone
Red were the babes
Asleep in the fires made by man
Dreaming of the flowers
That were there before
Dreaming of the flowers
That were there before
Dreaming of the flowers
That were there
Now thery’re gone
How could mankind be so cruel
To do this thing they’ve done
The one thing God shall not forgive
Of the child that’s never
Seen a flower grow
And a flower that’s never
Seen the sun, my son
Our father
Who art in heaven above
Hallowed be a child’s love
For the flower that’s never
Seen the sun
For the flower and the child
Are one
Growing out of the ashes of war
Searching for the sun
That was there before
Searching for the sun
That was there
Now it’s gone
Red were the babes
Asleep in the fires made by man
Dreaming of the flowers
That were there before
Dreaming of the flowers
That were there before
Dreaming of the flowers
That were there
Now thery’re gone
How could mankind be so cruel
To do this thing they’ve done
The one thing God shall not forgive
Of the child that’s never
Seen a flower grow
And a flower that’s never
Seen the sun, my son
Our father
Who art in heaven above
Hallowed be a child’s love
For the flower that’s never
Seen the sun
For the flower and the child
Are one
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