PEACE DESCENDS

Paul Metsers

Peace Descends
Though its schedule is tight
When the tatters of day weaken and fray
And the wet street surrenders to night

(Refrain)
   Peace descends
   Though it's just passing through
   When I am here and you are too

Peace descends
In the hurricane's eye
In arms that surround with hardly a sound
And never an alibi

Peace descends
And it's never too long
Till the lovers relax and that seedy old saxophone
Burns up the final song

Peace descends
Too late to repent
When the last insult's hurled and the banners are furled
And the winner can scowl at what's left of his world
And the storm in our hearts is spent


"From a word sheet supplied with Paul's record, In the Hurricane's Eye, SGM 279, recorded in 1983 : Little Robyn, Mudcatter"


Sung here by NZ’s CHRIS PRIESTLEY (with high accolades from Paul Metsers in the Comments!) : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iz3kpD0NadM



R-J