Blessed Is The Memory

I remember the promise

that you made in the barn

when the kittens were born

and you could not keep warm

so you moved away the mountain

that the sun rose behind

and you said yourself a prayer

and laid down with the blind

but you lost them in your freedom

and you need him now you're wild

blessed is the memory

of everybody's child



And the vow of compassion

that you swore through your teeth

when the war began to end

and the photographs weep

well nobody blames you

as the train pulls away

with its cargo of snow

for these German paper-weights

but you lost them in your freedom

and you need him now you're wild

blessed is the memory

of everybody's child



Well it's five in the morning

there's no one at home

except for your wife

and your child on the phone

somebody's got to listen

to a promise or two

oh, this room is far too small

for a pilgrim like you

but you lost them in your freedom

and you need him now you're wild

blessed is the memory

of everybody's child



So now that you've decided

to follow the sun

like a shadow of birds

or a king on the run

oh, your chains are too dark

for the seas you must swim

you're smiling at the seaweed

but your smile is too grim

oh, you lost them in your freedom

you need him now you're wild

blessed is the memory

of everybody's child

blessed is the memory

of everybody's child

blessed is the memory

of everybody's child