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.