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