After the bombs subside   And this long, low campaign   Calls it good for the night   We meet in the streets   Will we meet in a bar’s cold light?   We grip at our hands   We hold just a little tight      After the bombs   After the bombs subside      And after the rockets come   And the glimmer of fire   Pretends an early dawn   We pinch at our skin   While we wonder how we escaped harm   We forget all our trials   All there in our baby’s arms      After the rockets   After the rockets come      Then we’ll go dancing   Won’t we go dancing?   Yes, we’ll go dancing   Until it all starts over again      Then we’ll go dancing   Yes, we’ll go dancing   Won’t we go dancing?   Until it all starts over again