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 They say the skies  Lebanon are burning
 Those mighty cedars bleedin'  the heat
 They're showing pictures on  television
 Women  children dying in the street
 And we're still  it in our own place
 Still tryin' to  the future through the past
 Still tryin' to  tomorrow from a tombstone...
 
 
 
 But Hey! Don't listen to me! this wasn't  to be no sad song .
 We've heard too much of  before
 Right now I only want to be here  you
 'Till the morning dew comes  And I wanna take you to the island
 Trace your footprints in  sand
 And in the  when the sun goes down
 We'll make love to the sound  the ocean
 
 
 
 They're raising banners over  the markets
 Whitewashing slogans on the shipyard 
 Witchdoctors praying  a mighty showdown
 No  our holy flag is gonna' fall
 Up here we sacrifice our 
  feed the worn-out dreams of yesterday
 And teach them  will lead us into glory...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 But Hey! Don't listen  me! 'cos this wasn't meant to be no sad song .
 I've sung too  of that before
 Right now I only want to  here with you
 Till the morning dew comes falling I  take you to the island
 And trace your footprints  the sand
 And in  evening when there's no one around
 We'll make love to the sound of the 
 
 
 Now I know us plain folks don't see all the 
  I know this peace and love's just copping out
 And I guess these young boys dying  the ditches
 Is just what being  is all about
  how this twisted wreckage down on main street
 Will bring us  together in the end
 And we'll go  down the road to freedom...
 Freedom...
 Freedom