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How could we have known He wasn’t coming home
Never ever should have let him go
He was just eighteen No reason to predict the unforeseen
But now it’s just too late as we all know
Can’t describe the devastation The reason for each tear
How in every generation We’ve had to suffer to live in fear
Yet the voices of our fallen They’re singing in my ear
We’re praying for our freedom Hoping someone will hear
There comes a time To lift a fallen man
Can you hear their voices crying Reaching for your hand
Will you help them find their freedom In the land that lost its peace
Now that land is calling Tell the storm to cease
Bring them peace
Could it be a test Each loved one laid to rest
Sometimes it’s so hard to comprehend
How many souls Before we change our goals
How many sacrifices must we send
Can’t describe all my frustration All the pain behind the tears
To think in every generation We’ve had to suffer to live in fear
But then the voices of our fallen They’re singing in my ear
They’re praying for our freedom Hoping someone will hear
There comes a time To lift a fallen man
Can you hear their voices crying Reaching for your hand
Will you help them find their freedom In the land that lost its peace
Now that land is calling Tell the storm to cease
The day will come When we will be together
The day will come When we will be together as one
The day will come When we will be together
The day will come When we will be together as one
There comes a time To lift a fallen man
Can you hear their voices crying Reaching for your hand
Will you help them find their freedom In the land that lost its peace
Now that land is calling Tell the storm to cease
There comes a time To lift a fallen man
Can you hear their voices crying Reaching for your hand
Bring them peace
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