A prayer to st. peter lyrics

Artist  : Edwin mccain 
Song : A prayer to st. peter
 

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