Those mighty cedars bleeding in the heat
 They're showing pictures on the television
 Women and children dying 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...

 Chorus

 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 here with you
 Till the morning dew comes falling
 I want to take you to the island
 And 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 raising banners over by the markets
 Whitewashing slogans on the shipyard walls
 Witchdoctors praying 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...

 Repeat chorus

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