With Broken Hearts

With broken hearts we hold the line
With broken hearts we tremble
With broken hearts and broken minds
we shall forev'r assemble.

That hateful deed,
the blood thus spilled,
in name of rage and hate,
it shall not be forgotten
and time will make us great.

And though we stagger
and though we fall
and though with bright blood flashing
the hearts of those we leave behind
another world will fash'n.

No longer quiet, no longer mild,
their anger and their sadness,
will change the world we left for good.
Their love will halt this madness.

The fight for peace,
the fight for love,
the fight for understanding,
these are the things we wept and cried
and now have died for, dancing.

Though we now rest,
you must fight on;
you must not let them break you.
Rebuild the world we left behind
and make us proud; we love you.