[edwin]   Let them in, peter   For they are very tight   Give them couches where the angels sleep   And let those free   Let them wake up whole again   To brand new dreams   And fired by the sun   Not wartimes bloody guns   And may their peace be deep   Remember where the broken bodies lie   God knows how young they were to have to die   Well, God knows how young they were to have to die      [jewel]   Give them things they like   Let them make some noise   Give (? ? ) armbands and golden harps to these old boys   Let them love, peter   For they've had no time   They should have birds, songs, and trees   And hills to climb   The task of summer   In a ripened pear   And girls as sweet as meadow wind with flowing hair   And tell them how they are missed   But say not to fear   It's gonna be all right with us down here   It's gonna be all right with us down here      [edwin & jewel]   Let them in, peter   For they are very tight   Give them couches where the angels sleep   And let those free   Let them wake up whole again   To brand new dreams   And fired by the sun   Not wartimes bloody guns   And may their peace be deep   Remember where the broken bodies lie   God knows how young they were to have to die   And tell them how they are missed   But say not to fear   It's gonna be all right with us down here   It's gonna be all right with us down here