Peace

When do you fly
Up high in the sky?
When do you fall
Down against the wall?

Rise of the Sun
Fall of the Day
Sound of a Gun:
Blown away.

Cloudbursts and rain
Colours and pain
The holy green grenade
An excuse for insanity

Angels or mere men
The End is the same:
A good man is dead
Or a friend lies in bed

The world goes on
With or without you,
Just another thing
That matters only to me.