Eagles

A king without a sword

A land without a king

A truth without a voice

One song left to sing

One song to sing



A wise man told me there's something you should know

The way you judge a man is to look into his soul

And you'll soon see everything.



A voice from the past cried "Give peace a chance"

He paid our price now he's free at last

Imagine, we called him a dreamer!

How many times must good men die?

How many tears will the children cry?

'Til they suffer no more sadness

Stop the madness,

Oh, stop the madness.



If ashes are ashes and dust is dust

At our journey's end then return we must

To the sands of the shore

White doves in flight

Peace to all

But tell me why the peacemakers fall

Must we bury anymore?



The hush of the crowd as the horse rode by

A black lace veil hid the tears from her eyes

And we all wept in silence

How many times must good men die?

How many times will the children cry?

'Til they suffer no more sadness

Oh, stop the madness

Oh, stop all the madness.