fields

		distant burning in the night
		come into the civil light
		above the blood the pain and pyre
		we're ruled aside we're ruled by liars

		she took me from the village square
		with filthy colour of her hair
		where animals crushed point to the sky
		and father's brothers and lovers lie

		she's stopped and turned to look at me
		her only sorrow not hate i see
		she said to me "please", and all the others
		"no more wars no more sorrows
		no more wars no more sorrows
		no more wars no more sorrows"