SOUTHAMPTON DOCK

Lyrics - Roger Waters

Music - Roger Waters

They disembarked in 45
And no one spoke and no one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line
Gathered at the cenotaph
All agreed with the hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knifes
But now
She stands upon Southampton dock
With her hankerchief
And her summer frock clings to her wet body in the rain
In quiet desperation knuckles white upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
And still the dark stain spreads between his shoulder blades
Amute reminder of the poppy fields and graves
And when the fight was over
We spent what they had made
But in the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut.

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