In Memory Of The Martyrs Lyrics - Berlin: A Concert For The People - Barclay James Harvest

Life is like a tall ship 

Drifting gently from the shore 

Time is like a fair wind 

With a lifetime to explore 

The beauty that surrounds you 

Was meant to be adored 

The problems that surround you 

Were meant to be ignored 

We are love, we are, we are love 

We are love, we are, we are love 

I dreamt I held a baby 

I dreamt I held a child 

I dreamt I held a young man 

A prisoner in my hand 

My hand I could not open 

The man grew up inside 

A prisoner without reason 

Just on the other side 

We are love, we are, we are love 

We are love, we are, we are love 

The blood red rose of summer 

Grows elegant and tall 

In memory of the green grass 

Beyond the guardian wall 

The green grass grows forever 

Beneath the bloody sky 

In memory of the martyrs 

She'll cover when they die 

We are love, we are, we are love 

We are love, we are, we are love 

We are love, we are, we are love 

We are love, we are, we are love