One day
The fields will be green
And one day
The skies will be blue
And one day
The rivers will be bright silver ribbons
Running round the hills
Quiet hills
You'll see
One day
The rains will be soft
And one day
The winds will be sweet
Oh sweeter than springtime
And the whisper of lilac, apple, pine and pear
Will fill the air
And one day
A child full of wonder
Won't fear the dark sound of thunder
No dreams of danger
When a soldier is a stranger
>from a distant time
Distant world
On that morning
You stand
With tomorrow
Safe in your hand
That will be the day
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