Listen closely what I tell you You
must listen while you can Take the future
in the palm of your hand See the sunshine
on this land
While the soldiers play their deadly
games of war We must plan for what will
come Hold your woman close As darkness
fills your mind After this what will
we find
Peace of nighttime won't come easy The
life you cherish will be gone The fools'
leaders must remember When the bombs
drop we're all gone
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