Standard (EADGBE)

Stephen the flags are half mast at the station

There's a cloud hanging over this town

The wind blows apology the sun looks ashamed

As he hides out behind Portadown

And out there are children still raised on old anger

To believe there's a reason to fight

But a piece of land's only a piece of land

And you will not come home tonight

Stephen the uniform visitors

Unexpectedly late yesterday

I opened the door to a man and a woman

Oh I knew what they'd come here to say

I've never seen any darkness so deep

As the moment when I clicked off the light

A piece of land's only a piece of land

And you will not come home tonight

Oh...

Oh...

Stephen the paper's been filled with your picture

It seems the whole world knows your name

And would you believe there was Martin McGuinness

Out condemning these bastards to blame

Oh I've never seen so much orange and green

Come together on a thin strip of white

Still a piece of land's only a piece of land

And you will not come home tonight

A piece of land's only a piece of land

And you will not come home tonight