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