War is Over

Let the herald ring his bell,

Quick to tell the waiting throng

So they may spread the joyful news and

Join him in his merry song.

-       War is over -

 

Now the healing can begin.

Time to mend a broken land,

To find compassion in the wind and

Take your neighbor by the hand.

-       War is over -

 

Fathers pray as mothers weep

In sorrow or in ecstasy

To know their sons shall know no more

The horror of such travesty.

-       War is over -

 

And every soul in every town and

Every village far and near,

For now and for eternity

The three words they most long to hear:

-       War is over -