Words of the late Stuart Adamson. |
| In your fine green ware I will walk with you tonight In your raven hair I will find a summer night Upon far flung soil I will run you through my head In my daily toil all the promises are said. For I know the weary can rise again I know it all from the words you send. I will go, I will go, I will leave the fire light I will go, I will go, for it's now the time is right I will sing a young mans song that you will sing on remembrance day I will be the sacrifice and bells will ring on remembrance day I must leave this land and the hunger that is here But the place I stand is the one I love so dear Like a flower in some forest that the world will never see I will stand so proud for I know what we can be. This day I will remember you This way I will always return. |