Rise And Fall

She can’t take her eyes off the clock
She’s meeting him down by the dock
The sweet scent of lavender
Hand-picked rose
A cold wind blows
The streets are still quiet and bare
She ties one last bow in her hair
If everything changes
Then nothing’s the same
Do you remember now you can recall
Fields in December the sea rise and fall
We all rise and fall
They ring out the fortunes of war
Then bury their dead back on shore
The spoils of victory
Heart and steel
A time to heal
Can you imagine those long lonely years
Smoke from the factories, children in tears
Do you remember now can you recall
Fields in December the seas rise and fall
We all rise and fall
(J. Camilleri N. Smith — Rondor Warner Chappell)