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This is the field Where hundreds of people Like poppies are bursting And marching with pride Free to stay Free to fight, to shoot, to kill This is the field Where hundreds of people Are burning like crosses And turning to ash Free to go Free, the hurt, the pain, the blame Then you saved me from the water Then you changed me into fire Leaving tuppence on the plate You hurry home now don't be late Ahead you see the daylight fail Wonder where the time has gone This place is holy And this place is empty No one is praying to Jesus today Free to choose Free to win, to draw, to lose Then you saved me from the water Then you changed me into fire Leaving tuppence on the plate You hurry home now don't be late Ahead you see the daylight fail Wonder where the time has gone
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