The Healing Day - Bill Fay

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