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WOMAN ONE
Did you see them
Going off to fight?

WOMAN TWO
Children of the barricade
Who didn't last the night?

WOMAN THREE
Did you see them
Lying where they died?
Someone used to cradle them
And kiss them when they cried.

WOMAN FOUR
Did you see them lying side by side?

WOMAN FIVE
Who will wake them?

WOMAN SIX
No one ever will.

WOMAN TWO
No one ever told them
That a summer day can kill.

WOMAN SEVEN
They were schoolboys
Never held a gun...
Fighting for a new world
That would rise up like the sun.

WOMAN THREE
Where's that new world now the fighting's done?

WOMAN FOUR
Nothing changes.

WOMAN SEVEN
Nothing ever will.

WOMAN EIGHT
Every year another brat, another mouth to fill.

WOMAN SEVEN
Same old story. What's the use of tears?

WOMAN FIVE
What's the use of praying if there's nobody who hears?

ALL
Turning, turning, turning, turning, turning
Through the years.

Turning, turning, turning through the years
Minutes into hours and the hours into years.
Nothing changes. Nothing ever can
Round about the roundabout and back where you began.
Round and round and back where you began!
WOMAN ONE   Did you see them   Going off to fight?      WOMAN TWO   Children of the barricade   Who didn't last the night?      WOMAN THREE   Did you see them   Lying where they died?   Someone used to cradle them   And kiss them when they cried.      WOMAN FOUR   Did you see them lying side by side?      WOMAN FIVE   Who will wake them?      WOMAN SIX   No one ever will.      WOMAN TWO   No one ever told them   That a summer day can kill.      WOMAN SEVEN   They were schoolboys   Never held a gun...   Fighting for a new world   That would rise up like the sun.      WOMAN THREE   Where's that new world now the fighting's done?      WOMAN FOUR   Nothing changes.      WOMAN SEVEN   Nothing ever will.      WOMAN EIGHT   Every year another brat, another mouth to fill.      WOMAN SEVEN   Same old story. What's the use of tears?      WOMAN FIVE   What's the use of praying if there's nobody who hears?      ALL   Turning, turning, turning, turning, turning   Through the years.      Turning, turning, turning through the years   Minutes into hours and the hours into years.   Nothing changes. Nothing ever can   Round about the roundabout and back where you began.   Round and round and back where you began!