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They disembarked in 45
And no-one spoke and no-one smiled
There were to 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 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.
And still the dark stain spreads between
His 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.
And no-one spoke and no-one smiled
There were to 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 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.
And still the dark stain spreads between
His 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.
Lyrics submitted by Demau Senae
Track duration: 02:16
"Southampton Dock" as written by Roger Waters
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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I must say that I love the whole of the T.F.C album, it´s so incredible, somewhere in these realms I saw someone say that they thought this to be the best album of the 80´s, I must say I agree! The Final Cut holds the best songs of that era, and I hope no one has a heart attack when I add that I also see it as one of the best records of all times...
I am about 30 years old, so not saying that I have heard "everything", but I think I´ve listened to a handsome number of songs in my days...and this is THE album for me.
I am from Sweden, and there are a few nice troubadours and rock singers in our land who sing about love, hate, drugs, politics and so on. And there´s this one guy who mentions old Maggie in a song, he is singing in a song about a woman who sat in the Swed. governmnt only a while ago, and in the song calls her "Swedens own Maggie Thatcher"...
However, that woman resigned just the other day and - in hinesight - wasn´t that much of a monster after all, however she was conservative and a proud member of the Swedish glitterati. So the guy wasn´t wrong in his lyrics, but now, after that one comes this new minister of economics that has recently grabbed hold of the slippery reins, and this lunatic would fit in better in the song - she said in an interwiew I read that she saw Margaret Thatcher as "a big leader, a role model and a great woman"...
That´s kind of scary I must say.
But then again, what happened to the post-war dream of sane rulers?
And I can´t help but think that our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags...
Sorry for the long comment, will not write this much in every comment I make, I promise that...
and thank you everyone that posted info and thoughts on the lyrics, I have learned much reading here.
Thank you all. Peace...
Does anyone know what the meaning of
"and still the dark stain spreads between
his shoulder blades" is?
Gives Me GOOSEBUMPS!!!!
It touches me so mush for some reason. Dunno why...
Id give it a 7/10...meh!
Antedeus understands the song.
Anyway, its a great song