Celtic Thunder Follow

They say the skies of Lebanon are burning
Those mighty cedars bleedin' in the heat
They're showin' pictures on the television
Women and children dyin' 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

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 with you
Till the mornin' dew comes fallin'

I wanna take you to the island
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 raisin' banners over by the markets
White washin' slogans on our shipyard walls
Witch doctors prayin' 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

But hey, don't listen to me!
Cause this wasn't meant to be no sad song
I've sung too much of that before
Right now I only want to be with you
Till the mornin' dew comes fallin'

I wanna take you to the island
Trace your footprints in the sand
And in the evening when there's no one around
We'll make love to the sound of the ocean

Now I know us plain folks don't see all the story
And I know this peace and love's just coppin' out
But I guess these young boys dyin' in the ditches
Is just what bein' free is all about
And how this twisted wreckage down on main street
Will bring us all together in the end
Where we'll go marching down the road to freedom
Freedom
Freedom