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Bring The Peace Home by Kara
(originally posted in this thread)

He was born on the Orange side,
She was born on the green
While the white of the bandages
Fluttered in-between
He learned to play on the flute and the drum
While she took the fiddle and pipe
And nobody then would have ever believed it
One of these days they might

Break down the barbed wire
Walk out of the compound
And take their own lives by the hand
The sins of our fathers the fears of our mothers
Gone way beyond our command
This all is one country from Athens to Belfast
Oslo Dublin and Rome
And we are tired of the fighting the bitching back biting
It's time to bring the peace home,
Come and bring the peace home

They met up in London after leaving 
Their hometown for dead
It did not seam to matter there
What prayers psalms or mantras you said
And the tunes they played were the same tunes
Their rhythms easily entwined
Their old names were different then
Their new names as yet undefined

We will break down the barbed wire
Walk out of the compound
And take their own lives by the hand
The sins of our fathers the fears of our mothers
Gone way beyond our command
This all is one country from Athens to Belfast
Oslo Dublin and Rome
And we are tired of the fighting the bitching back biting
It's time to bring the peace home,
Come and bring the peace home

When they brought home their daughter
Their mother she did not want to know
Told them she was born in sin
And to hell she surely would go
Well I'll tell you, Mrs. Daly
If you would just open your mind
It was not in sin but in ecstasy
And I don't mean the chemical kind

We will break down the barbed wire
Walk out of the compound
And take their own lives by the hand
The sins of our fathers the fears of our mothers
Gone way beyond our command
We all are one people black white green or orange
Every girl man and boy 
And while all that God is giving
Is this one life for living mine
I am going to enjoy 


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