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