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from Home Again
by John Gorka
Let
Them
In
was
made
into
song
by
John
Gorka
from
a
poem
found
in
a
hospital
in
the
Philippines
during
World
War
II.
The
nurse
that
found
the
poem
kept
it
all
these
years
until
the
recent
war
brought
out
all
the
memorabilia.
Luckily,
her
daughter
sent
a
copy
to
John
Let them in, Peter
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 wartime's
Bloody guns
May their peace be deep
Remember where the broken bodies lie
God knows how young they were
To have to die
God knows how young they were
To have to die
So give them things they like
Let them make some noise
Give dance hall bands not golden harps
To these our boys
And let them love, Peter
For they've had no time
They should have trees and bird songs
And hills to climb
The taste of summer in a ripened pear
And girls sweet as meadow wind
With flowing hair
And tell them how they are missed
But say not to fear
It's gonna be alright
With us down here
Let them in, Peter
Let them in, Peter
Let them in, Peter
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