THE CITY WINDWASHED THE FALL
IN IT DANCED IMAGES OF YOU
WHO WILL NEVER STAND HERE
WE STAND FOR A TIME TO REMEMBER
IN THE SHADOWY LIGHT YOUR FACES WATCH
IN THE WALL OF WATER I SEE YOU FALLING
HERE AND THERE RUN GHOST LIKE IMAGES
WHO MOVE WITH THE GUSTY WIND
WE COME HERE A WALL OF PEOPLE
WHO MARCH IN SILENT PROCESSION
IN THE WATERFALL WE ADD OUR TEARS
TO THE BLOOD OF OUR COUNTRYMAN
REMEMBER DARKNESS CAME TO OUR DOOR
TYRANNY AND TRAITORS IN OUR HOUSE
THAT SPEAK OF TOLERANCE AND PEACE
AND SILENCE THE CRY FOR JUSTICE
WE MARCH IN SILENT PROCESSION
THE TEARS OF MANY THAT FILL THE FALL
SOME CRY FOR PEACE OTHERS FOR WAR
PRAY GOD GRANT LIBERTY VICTORIOUS
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