Need Not Turn - Robin Adams

Down in a valley, green where the floor was lean

Didn’t give their blessing

Down by a crimson stream, an eternal dream

A soldier resting

Stare into the burning sun

Now my dear, you need not turn

Stare into the burning sun

Now my dear, you need not turn

away

Lay down your terror

Lay down your dread

Lay down your panic

Lay down your head

Turn on a bed of gold

Where the shadows roam

Never so graceful

There in the dead of day

Where his body lay

Never so peaceful

Stare into the burning sun

Now my dear, you need not turn

Stare into the burning sun

Now my dear, you need not turn

away