• So much fighting for so little need
    In the wars everyone bleeds

    Weapons here, Weapons there
    Killing many innocents
    When across the ditch
    You can get so much more
    For not even a cent

    Just leave your weapons and come on home
    To the land of the long white cloud
    To the land of the green
    To the land of peace

    Too much fighting between friends and family
    It never seems to work
    Resolving problems is hard to do
    But is worthwhile
    When happy times come again

    So put your differences aside and come on home
    To the land of the long white cloud
    To the land of the green
    To the land of peace

    Before you’ve seen the deadened grass
    You’ll never know what will be around the corner
    It could be frightening, it could be sad
    You seem to think violence of a kind
    Will make you the better man

    Violence is your downfall, so come on home
    To the land of the long white cloud
    To the land of the green
    To the land of peace

    Once you’ve seen the deadened grass
    You’ll never know what came over you
    You’ll be shock at how much damage you caused
    And finally you’ll decide to come on home
    Where peace will make you the better man

    So welcome back, my friend, to your home
    To the land of the long white cloud
    To the land of the green
    To the land of peace

    Facing your demons can be hard to do
    But all you can do is try
    To mend the pieces you have undone
    A simple “I’m Sorry” usually does it
    You’d be surprised at what it will do

    Peace has come now all is well
    So sit yourself down and rest a spell