Bill Fay - The Healing Day

It'll be okay
On the healing day
No more goin' astray
On the healing day
Yeah we'll find our way
On the healing day
To where the children play
On the healing day

When the tyrant is bound
And the tortured freed from his pain
And the lofty brought to the ground
And the lonely rage

Ain't so far away
That healin' day
Comin' to stay
The healing day
Every battleground
Is a place for sheep to graze
When it all comes tumblin' down
All the palaces and parades

It'll be okay
On the healing day
No more goin' astray
On the healing day
Yeah will find our way
On the healing day
To where the children play
On the healing day