Boundaries - Jon Anderson

O’r the green mountains and

O’r the green valleys

I’ve walked through the country

And felt me an age

A people so strong

They resist for so long

The boundaries that hold them

Children can sing of

The coming of Spring

A young man can’t defend

What he knows to be wrong

Women so strong

Needing peace for so long

The homelands lay broken

So the refugee walks such

A long lonely road

As the weak will die off

Make the young people old

To redeem a whole country

For selling its soul

To the bastions of war

So the refugee walks such

A long lonely road

As the weak will die off

Make the young people old

To redeem a whole country

For selling its soul

To the bastions of war

Weep a fresh tear for the mass graves

I fear won’t be long

As the young perish fast the land

Wiping the tears from the young

Gifted years, the millions lay down

O’r the green mountains and

O’r the green valleys

I’ve walked through the country

And felt me an age

A people so strong

They resist for so long

The boundaries that hold them