A Prayer To St. Peter Testo

Let them in Peter Ý¢â❝¬¢ For they are very tired Ý¢â❝¬¢ Give them couches where the angels sleep Ý¢â❝¬¢ And light those fires Ý¢â❝¬¢ Let them wake whole again Ý¢â❝¬¢ To brand new dawns Ý¢â❝¬¢ Fired by the sun Ý¢â❝¬¢ Not war-times bloody guns Ý¢â❝¬¢ May their peace be deep Ý¢â❝¬¢ Remember where the broken bodies lie Ý¢â❝¬¢ God knows how young they were Ý¢â❝¬¢ To have to die Ý¢â❝¬¢ Give them things they like Ý¢â❝¬¢ Let them make some noise Ý¢â❝¬¢ Give dance hall bands not golden harps Ý¢â❝¬¢ To these our boys Ý¢â❝¬¢ Let them love Peter Ý¢â❝¬¢ For they've had no time Ý¢â❝¬¢ They should have bird songs and trees Ý¢â❝¬¢ And hills to climb Ý¢â❝¬¢ The taste of summer Ý¢â❝¬¢ And a ripened pear Ý¢â❝¬¢ And girls sweet as meadow wind Ý¢â❝¬¢ And flowing hair Ý¢â❝¬¢ And tell them how they are missed Ý¢â❝¬¢ But say not to fear Ý¢â❝¬¢ It's gonna be all right Ý¢â❝¬¢ With us down here