In Memory Of The Martyrs

												
Barclay James Barvest - In Memory of the Martyrs
from Turn of the Tide, 1981


[F]Life is like a tall ship
Drifting [A#]gently from the shore
[F]Time is like a fair wind
With a [C]lifetime to explore
The [F]beauty that surrounds you
Was [A#]meant to be adored
The [F]problems that surround you
Were [C]meant to be ignored
We are [Gm7]love, we [A#]are, we are [F]love
We are [Gm7]love, we [A#]are, we are [F]love

I [F]dreamt I held a baby
I [A#]dreamt I held a child
I [F]dreamt I held a young man
A [C]prisoner in my hand
My [F]hand I could not open
The [A#]man grew up inside
A [F]prisoner without reason
Just [C]on the other side
We are [Gm7]love, we [A#]are, we are [F]love
We are [Gm7]love, we [A#]are, we are [F]love


The [F]blood red rose of summer
Grows [A#]elegant and tall
In [F]memory of the green grass
Be[C]yond the guardian wall
The [F]green grass grows forever
Be[A#]neath the bloody sky
In [F]memory of the martyrs
She'll [C]cover when they die
We are [Gm7]love, we [A#]are, we are [F]love
We are [Gm7]love, we [A#]are, we are [F]love