Out beyond the fields of wrath Fallen men have paved a path Senseless battle fought and lost Showbiz victory at great cost Dragging in dirt

So, the world is round, And flowers abound, And I sit here listening to the sound Of the birds singing. And I think of summers

Full of ambition in my youth I was all set to change the world Although my intentions were good I was somehow naive and bold

Countries at war, The sound of shooting from afar, Little children cry out, Women scream and shout, Rivers of blood that run, They know it