Fading Memories On Faded Stone
Fading Memories On Faded Stone
Here I stand, how do you see me?
Wondering if time has forgotten me
Just a glance you will look my way
Maybe even give me the time of day
Always hoped we'd be remembered
All those lives that were surrendered
Reliving hard times you've never known
Just fading memories on fading stone
Here I stand, too many years old
All alone in all weathers warm or cold
Passed by hundreds too busy to stay
And just too caught up, to even say good day
Just a pile of bricks with words worn down
Remembering those lost on battlegrounds
Reliving hard times you've never known
Just fading memories on fading stone
Here I stand on St. Mary's square
Wondering whether you still care
A lost memorial that's soon forgotten
All time low now at rock bottom
Disappointment, I just cannot hide
Of comrades standing side by side
Reliving hard times you've never known
Just fading memories on fading stone
On August the fourth 1914 Britain went to war.
Two years later the great war, had come to and afflicted Yate.
By November the eleventh 1918 it was all over,
and the troops returned home to their beloved ones.
35 brave young men had not returned,
lost in action, with only their names returned in stone.
Hear not these names in sorrow, but with pride,
and may you live as nobly as they once did
Reliving hard times you've never known
Just faded memories on fading stone
on faded stone
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The lyrics
This song is in memory of the fallen soldiers of The Great War from Yate, a small town on the outskirts of Bristol, with then a population of around 1300.
The words are from the perspective of the war memorial itself, those fading memories of what is now faded stone.
There is an alternative version of this song, with a different narration, which does not include direct references to Yate
Andy Horrell
© 2014 Glen Gooper