If I were free to speak my mind,
I'd tell a tale to all mankind
Of how the flowers do bloom and fade
Of how we've fought and how we've paid.
This weary world has had it's fill
Of words of war on every hill
The time has come for peaceful days
And peaceful men of peaceful ways.
When all mankind has ceased to fight
I'll raise my head in thanks each night
For this rich Earth and all it means
For golden days and peaceful dreams.