When silence comes again

When noise quietens once again

When the dust settles

When the drums die

When the sweat dries

When hearts return home

When metals stop to talk

When egos get to rest

When hearts seek more hearts

When this is all done

When orders cease to bark

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When owls stop to hoot

When whispers stop to wisp

When scribes stop to trade

When fingers start wrap

When hands start to lock

When smiles start to flower

When mothers start to laugh

When neighbours start to sit

When lovers start to reign

When sunshine starts to rain

When reason starts to work

We shall look back at the debris

And see the tors of shame

From which we curved our history

And rivers shall our faces make home.

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