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Lyrics:

Alas, then, here we are again
As blood flows from the wounds of men
The battlefield seems to have no end
Perhaps it’s time that peace began

Why don’t I just go and try it first
There’ll be no pain, no grief, nor hurt
No need to wear an iron shirt
With Death’s fickle finger I wish to flirt

Strike me down, and I’ll rise again
I am the Phoenix of the resurrection
I puff my herb and sip a concoction
I and I have a positive notion

So why don’t we sit, and I’ll sing you a song
From the sound of my voice, shooting stars shall be flung
They’ll dance in the heavens like ribbons undone
From the hair of the children that play in the sun

Chorus:
Let peace begin, let peace begin
Let peace begin, let peace begin
Let peace begin, let peace begin
Let peace begin, let peace begin

So why don’t we sit, and I’ll sing you a song
From the sound of my voice, shooting stars shall be flung
They’ll dance in the heavens like ribbons undone
From the hair of the children that play in the sun

Chorus

Strike me down, and I’ll rise again
I am the Phoenix of the resurrection
I puff my herb and sip a concoction
I and I have a positive notion

So why don’t we sit, and I’ll sing you a song
From the sound of my voice, shooting stars shall be flung
They’ll dance in the heavens like ribbons undone
From the hair of the children that dance in the sun

Chorus

Song Story:

For as long as anyone can remember and in all of recorded history mankind has engaged in warfare.  What if, on the field of battle between two great armies a figure came forth who was invincible, and whose voice was amplified and carried great distances by some unknown force?  And for all anyone could tell he was just an ordinary person with extraordinary powers.  What would he say?

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