Everlasting Peace

The slow march of the army

The dragging of the boots

The laying and the waiting

Until someone starts to shoot

Where is there this silence, then?

This everlasting peace?

You'll find it on the cold blue

Smiling lips of the deceased

The slow arc of the sun that moves

Across the blazing sky

The vultures circling in the heat

Above where dying lie

Where is there this silence, then?

This everlasting peace?

You'll find it on the cold blue

Smiling lips of the deceased

The miles of green that thirst to death

The blowing of the sand

And then the creeping cold begins

And freezes all the land

Where is there this silence, then?

This everlasting peace?

You'll find it on the cold blue

Smiling lips of the deceased