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