In the forest, in the snow All those many years ago Pale stones and epitaphs Mourning bells and half-mast flags In the cemetery where they fell All those many years ago And now it's just a memory Eroded by the years
Forgotten heroes underground Wrinkled faces gather round Pale stones and epitaphs Roses on a barbed wire fence Winter landscapes never change Oh it must have been the same In the forest, in the snow All those many years ago
Remembrance Day All they have is memories From photographs in silver frames Upon the mantelpiece Remembrance Day Lost forever in the fields Of foreign lands Many miles away
In the forest, in the snow All those many years ago Bombed-out victims blown sky high Buried where they lie A generation underground Wrinkled faces gather round Songs will never bring them back Never bring them back
