Armistice

Written by: Jemmy Farmer

He lowers his hat as she wipes her tears,
when falls a thoughtful hush, as battles cease,
we hear their silent thoughts across the years.

He comes home battered and torn by his fears
in nightmarish dreams that will never decrease
he lowers his hat as she wipes her tears.

Weary soldiers greeted by grateful cheers,
from the pits of war, a brief release
we hear their silent thoughts across the years.

As they battled on those hellish frontiers,
and life was lost at a bullet's caprice,
he lowers his hat as she wipes her tears.

From private soldiers up to brigadiers,
our sovereignty became their golden fleece
we hear their silent thoughts across the years

The words of remembrance ring in our ears
in heartfelt hopes and prayers for bless├ęd peace
he lowers his hat as she wipes her tears,
we hear their silent thoughts across the years