Barclay James Harvest - In Memory of the Martyrs
from Turn of the Tide, 1981
[[F]]Life is like a tall ship
Drifting [[Bb]]gently from the shore
[[F]]Time is like a fair wind
With a [[C]]lifetime to explore
The [[F]]beauty that surrounds you
Was [[Bb]]meant to be adored
The [[F]]problems that surround you
Were [[C]]meant to be ignored
We are [[Gm7]]love, we [[Bb]]are, we are [[F]]love
We are [[Gm7]]love, we [[Bb]]are, we are [[F]]love
I [[F]]dreamt I held a baby
I [[Bb]]dreamt I held a child
I [[F]]dreamt I held a young man
[[C]]prisoner in my hand
My [[F]]hand I could not open
The [[Bb]]man grew up inside
[[F]]prisoner without reason
Just [[C]]on the other side
We are [[Gm7]]love, we [[Bb]]are, we are [[F]]love
We are [[Gm7]]love, we [[Bb]]are, we are [[F]]love
The [[F]]blood red rose of summer
Grows [[Bb]]elegant and tall
In [[F]]memory of the green grass
Be[[C]]yond the guardian wall
The [[F]]green grass grows forever
Be[[Bb]]neath the bloody sky
In [[F]]memory of the martyrs
She'll [[C]]cover when they die
We are [[Gm7]]love, we [[Bb]]are, we are [[F]]love
We are [[Gm7]]love, we [[Bb]]are, we are [[F]]love