When we're done cleanin the rubble from the last wall torn down

When we're done putting back what we took from the ground

When the last republican and bureaucrat and liberal can admit to being a human being

When the last stubborn men stops refusing to learn from who he's met and what he's seen

There will come a day when there will be no more enemy, and no one left to hate

And on this day the earth will stand up and walk away

When the last line on all the maps has been erased

When the last person learns to derive the simple pleasure, of seeing another's smiling face

When we lose the reasons for division, and the separation has gone away,

When we know the love will stay

When all the songs have been heard and all the books have been read

When all the hate is gone and dead