One day
The fields will be greener,
One day
The skies will be bluer,
One day the rivers
Will be bright silver ribbons
Running round the hills
Quiet hills.
You'll see.
One day
The rains will be softer,
One day
The winds will be sweeter,
Sweeter than springtime
Or the whisper of lilacs,
Apple, pine and pear
Will fill the air
One day
A child full of wonder
Won't fear
The dark sound of thunder,
No dreams of danger
When a soldier is a stranger
From a distant time,
Distant world.
On that morning
You stand
With tomorrow
Safe in your hand,
That will be the day.
That will be the day.
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