Barclay James Harvest
in search for england
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Barclay James Harvest
In Search For England
THE BOY:
I was cast adrift, without a hope
My only friend is my old boat
With an empty sea and an open sky
A void no man can justify.
THE OLD MAN:
Your sacrifices will ensure
A port of refuge ever more.
Lost and drowned
We'll wait 'till England's found
Again.
THE BOY:
I was torn between what was good and right
And those who told me when to fight
So they left me here and they sailed away
To sink or swim 'til Judgement Day.
THE OLD MAN:
Your sacrifices will ensure
A port of refuge ever more.
Lost and drowned
We'll wait 'till England's found
Again.
THE BOY:
I was cast adrift.
- Album:
- Retrospective
- Berlin - A Concert For The People
- Welcome To The Show
- Victims of Circumstance
- XII
- Octoberon
- Time Honoured Ghosts
- Baby James Harvest
- Miscellaneous
- Once Again (40th Anniversary Edition)
- BBC In Concert 1972 (Stereo)
- Taking Some Time On: The Parlophone-Harvest Years (1968-73)
- Barclay James Harvest And Other Short Stories
- Barclay James Harvest (Deluxe Edition)
- Live Tapes
- BBC In Concert 1972 (Mono)
- Prog Rocks!: Volume Two
- Prog Rocks! [5 Component Labels Set]
- Prog Rocks!
- Progressive Rock Collection Vol.2