Murder cries the cathedral
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A hungry hawk, a sword, a ploughshare
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Set the stage in Canterbury
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Seven years and then
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Peace lies waiting-fugitive, cloistered and longing
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Peace lies waiting-hovering above the spearpoints
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Peace stands higher than my fragile sense of need
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Peace I leave with you
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Not as the world gives or has ever seen
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Safe in the ruins
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Killed but not wounded
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Pierced with painful joy
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When he smiles
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Even the wind and the rain
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Close their eyes
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Hold their fire
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I've never seen peace in a vacuum
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But I've seen it in a bitter sea
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Safe in the ruins
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Killed but not wounded
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I'm held tightly free
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Peace Lies Waiting
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Wild Strawberries |