Greenwood Lyrics - Peter, Paul & Mary

I've seen a thousand people kneel in silence 

I've seen them face the rifles with their songs 

I always thought that we could end the killing 

But now I live in fear that I was wrong 

The killer and the cynic waltz together 

Their eyes are turned into their skulls 

They do not feel the bullets in the bodies 

They do not hear the dolphin or the gull 

If we do these things in the greenwood 

What will happen in the dry? 

If we don't stop there'll come a time when women 

With barren womb will bitterly rejoice 

With breasts that dry and never fill with promise 

Gladly they'll not suckle one more life 

Is this then the whimper and the ending? 

The impotence of people raised on fear 

A fear that blinds the sense of common oneness 

Common love and life or death are here 

If we do these things in the greenwood 

What will happen in the dry? 

Will no one light the candle in the darkness? 

Will no one be my guide, not let me fall? 

I've lost the sense that tells me where the path is 

I feel the chill of winter in my soul 

There's no way I can say the words more plainly 

There's no one left to point at anymore 

It's you and me and we must make the choice now 

And not destroy the life we're living for 

If we do these things in the greenwood 

What will happen in the dry? 

If we do these things in the greenwood 

What will happen in the dry?