Well the truth was told, written on the mountains And it burned, driven by the wind And freedom walked without a name Through poppy fields and Remembrance Days And the words hung like winter in the air Now that the War is over. Put your hand in the hands of love Now that the truth is told, Put your hand in the hands of love Now that the War is over, Put your hand in the hands of love On a white horse, clothes were stained with blood On the battlefield with eyes of flaming fire Standing in the sun, cried aloud to all around Come together, come gather around the fire, Come together Now that the war is over. Put your hand in the hands of love Now that the truth is told, Put your hand in the hands of love Now that the war is over, Put your hand in the hands of love To the community of faith from the source of imitation (Put your hand in the hands of love) Free from the burden of association (Put your hand in the hands of love) The ground was shining with revelations (Put your hand in the hands of love) Free from the burden of association (Put your hand in the hands of love) Now that the War is over, Put your hand in the hands of love.