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Terry Reid Seed of Memory

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posted on Dec, 1 2018 @ 09:08 AM
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For the lyrics, composition, and unique sound, this song is peerless.




Brave Dreams
That Are Kindled From Ashes
Rise Out
Over All The Battle Below
Spread Wings
Over All That He Passes
So His Life Can Stay Immortal To His Country
All The Shades Of Green
That Fall Beneath This Tree
So Let The Winds Of Change
That Rearrange The Country
Let It Also Sow A Seed Of Memory

Marlena In The Cool Satin Sashes
Spread Dreams
Over The Battle Below
Bring Love
With A Song As She Passes
So His Life Can Stay Immortal To The Country
And Let Every Man Aware Of Being Free Mmm,
When She Talks Of Times
When Wine Is Handed To Me
From A Face That Walked Out Of A Memory

And Now That The Battle Is Done
And You Wake Up In The Morning
With The Sun Up In The Sky
Summer Never Gives You No Warning
Then Flowers Are Getting Thrown Up
To Cover The Mud Up On The Line
Valleys Getting Greener
And There's Nothing But Love On Your Mind

Brave Dreams
That Are Kindled From Ashes
Rise Out
Over The Battle Below
Spread Wings
Over All That He Passes
So His Life Can Stay Immortal To The Country
Other Shades Of The Green
That Brought For Me A Victory
But The Winds Of Change Have Rearranged This Country
Let It Also Sow A Seed Of Memory
Let It Always Sow A Seed Of Memory
Let It Always Sow A Seed Of Memory For A Long Time


If you've visited any battlefields you may understand the particular eeriness of seeing a stretch of land on a sunny day which by all accounts seems beautiful and peaceful, and so green, and yet knowing of the horror that once took place in that very spot.

Many brave and good souls have been cut short or forever altered by war. And as the lines of the battlefield gets blurry, anyone, even a child, becomes fair game. We mark it up as a necessary, but unfortunate, cost of our belligerence.

And maybe the saddest thing about man is how short his memory is, and how little he learns from each terrible lesson doomed to be repeated each generation ad infinitum.

May those who have already fallen be remembered, and particularly so that less fall in the future.


edit on 1-12-2018 by zosimov because: (no reason given)




posted on Dec, 1 2018 @ 11:00 AM
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a reply to: zosimov

It's not about anything worthy.

Money, arms, war, profit



 
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