Let them in Peter
For they are very tired
Give them council where the angels sleep
And light those fires
Let them wake whole again
To brand new dawns
Fired by the sun
Not wartime's bloody guns
May their peace be deep
Remember where their broken bodies lie
God knows how young they were to have to die
Give them things they like
Let them make some noise
Give dance hall bands
Not golden harps
To these our boys
Give them summer
Like a ripened pear
Girls sweet as meadow winds
With flowing hair
Tell them how they are missed
But say not to fear
It's gonna be all right
With us down here
Let them in Peter
Oh, no, they are very tired
Give them council where the angel's sleep
And light those fires
Let them wake whole again
To brand new dawns
Fired by the sun
Not wartime's bloody guns
And tell them how they are missed
But say not to fear
It's gonna be all right
With us down here