Southampton Dock

Pink Floyd

1. 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...
   
2. She stands upon Southampton dock
   with her handkerchief 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

   
3. And still the dark stain spreads
   between her shoulder blades
   A mute 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.