They say the skies
of Lebanon
are burning
Those mighty cedars
bleeding in the heat
They show the pictures
on the television
Women and children
dying in the street
Now we're still at it
in our own place
Still trying to reach
the future through
the past
Still trying to carve
tomorrow from
a tombstone
But hey don't
listen to me
This wasn't meant
to be no sad song
We've heard too
much of that before
Right now I only
want to be here
with you
Til the morning dew
comes falling
I want to take you
to the island
And trace your
footprints in the sand
And in the evening
when there's
no one around
We'll make love
to the sound
of the ocean
They're raising banners
over by the markets
Whitewashing slogans
on the shipyard walls
Witch doctors praying
for a mighty showdown
No way our holy flag
is gonna fall
Up here we sacrifice
our children
To feed the worn out
dreams of yesterday
And teach them dying
will lead us into glory
But hey don't
listen to me
This wasn't meant to
be no sad song
I've sung too much
of that before
Right now I only
want to be here
with you
Till the morning dew
comes falling
I want to take you
to the island
And trace your
footprints in the sand
And in the evening
when there's
no one around
We'll make love
to the sound
of the ocean
Now I know us plain
folks don't see
all the story
I know that peace
and love's just
copping out
I guess those young
boys dying in
the ditches
Is just what being
free is all about
This twisted wreckage
down on Main Street
Will bring us all
together in the end
And we'll go
marching down
the road to freedom
Freedom
Freedom