Bill Fay - The Healing Day

It'll be okayOn the healing dayNo more goin' astrayOn the healing dayYeah we'll find our wayOn the healing dayTo where the children playOn the healing dayWhen the tyrant is boundAnd the tortured freed from his painAnd the lofty brought to the groundAnd the lonely rageAin't so far awayThat healin' dayComin' to stayThe healing dayEvery battlegroundIs a place for sheep to grazeWhen it all comes tumblin' downAll the palaces and paradesIt'll be okayOn the healing dayNo more goin' astrayOn the healing dayYeah will find our wayOn the healing dayTo where the children playOn the healing day