Song Description

I originally called this ?Memories? as it?s really just a bit of 60s nostalgia, moving from broken hearts to broken bodies. However, I do remember being disheartened that the chances of space colonisation bringing anything other than the same old conflict and greed were minimal and flags on the moon seemed a good metaphor

Lyrics

i remember the wheat fields, the pale white waves
blowing in the wind, blowing in the wind
eyes full of tears, heart full of love
broken by the end, just another friend

oh the bitter sweet years when we were young
oh the sad songs we left unsung
oh the passion we felt each for the one
the poems we wrote to those we lost and won

i remember the colours, the cobalt, blue skies
lifting all our days, lifting all our days
flowers in our hearts, music in our ears
love and tambourines, multi-coloured dreams

oh the changes we'd make with our bells and our drums
we really believed that love overcomes
we fought with our words, our songs of earth and fire
a whole generation, singers in the choir

i remember the killings, so many died
damaging our dreams, damaging our dream
kennedy and king, those in vietnam
cambodia and laos, a savage slaughterhouse

we conquered the streets in the cities of the world
millions marched their banners unfurled
late in the night we'd look up at the moon
trying to forget the flags coming soon