by Tony King (Beautifully Mad)
Beautifully Mad – “Billy’s Dream”
The war was a Movie played backwards
As least it was in Billy's dream
Bombs were sucked up from their holes in the ground
To the planes where they had once been
Craters were once again schools
Bullets sped back to their guns
Bleeding wounds healed themselves over
And smoke cleared away from the Sun
The bombs were sent back to their factories
Dismantled with all of the planes
The Auschwitz carriages came back full
And they kissed as they stepped off the trains
the soldiers turned back into children
to innocence again. to innocence again
the soldiers turned back into children
to innocence again. to innocence again
The trenches turned back into fields
From Vietnam to El Alamein
And young men rose up clean from the mud
To their lovers arms again
The rubble turned back into churches
Where they sang their Hymns back from Amen
Medals were melted back into one peace
And Enola was gay once again
the soldiers turned back into children
to innocence again. to innocence again
the soldiers turned back into children
to innocence again. to innocence again
And love was returned to the people
Free will taken back from the men
And the apple was put back on the tree
And the garden was Eden again