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
If ashes are ashes and dust is dust At our journey's end then return we must To the sands of the shore But tell me why the peacemakers fall
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 all the madness.