Not a tree on the skyline

Nor a bird in the wing

Whispers frozen for all time

No man's land will be king

Left deserted, a cold smile

From the way they've been served

Virgin mother and her child

Turn their face from the world

Just for a moment, they're only men

On Christmas day

There'll be no killing or fighting

On Christmas day

There'll be no thunder and lighting

On Christmas day

On Christmas day

Many years they'll remember

And they'll toast absent friends

On that cold day December

They'll be back there again

And just for a moment, they're only men

On Christmas day

There'll be no killing or fighting

On Christmas day

There'll be no thunder and lighting

On Christmas day

On Christmas day

The wind blows cruel and hostile

On that deserted land

No shepherd sacrifice the lamb

While prayers of guilt and duty

Race upwards to the sky

Collide in fearsome combat cry

The guns and the ships and the planes

Of every county

For the wins and the gains

What a price, it's much too high

Don't look away and wonder

This savage poetry

Is set to drag you under

With arms of jealousy

The sun won't rise up shining

On fields of evergreen

Shot down by a crossfire with a scream

The seasons change so slowly

And bring on winter's song

Till no one knows where they belong

The guns and the ships and the planes

Of every county

For the wins and the gains

What a price, it's much too high

Don't look away and wonder

This savage poetry

Is set to drag you under

With arms of jealousy

On Christmas day

There'll be no killing or fighting

On Christmas day

There'll be no thunder and lighting

On Christmas day

On Christmas day

On Christmas day

On Christmas day