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Down the hall their voices ring, their feet are on the run _ _
Phantoms on a winter sky, to gether they do come _ _
Faded lips and eyes of blue, they're carried in the _ _wind
Their laughter filled the countryside but they'll not laugh a gain _ _
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All their games are ended now, their voices have been stilled _ _
Their fathers built the tools of war by which they all were killed _ _
Their mothers made the uniforms showing which side they were _ _on
And the young boys were the middle men for the guns to prey u pon _ _
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You've seen the fires in the night, watched the devil as he smiled _ _
You've heard a mothers mournful cry as she searches for her child _ _
You've seen the lines of refugees, the faces of des _ _pair
And wondered at the wise men who never seem to care _ _
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Goodbye you lost children, god speed you on your way _ _
Your little beds are empty now, your toys are put a way _ _
Your mother sings a lullaby as she gazes at the _ _floor
Your father builds more weapons and marches out once more _ _
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Down the hall their voices ring, their feet are on the run _ _
Phantoms on a winter sky, to gether they do come _ _
Faded lips and eyes of blue, they're carried in the _ _wind
Their laughter filled the countryside but they'll not laugh a gain _ _
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