Southampton Dock
Pink Floyd
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.80s albums I own art rock Awesome best band in the whole univers best lyrics british invasion classic rock concept albums favorites Floyd floydmania fucking perfect good History kolysanki Mamma G Mamma G Radio Melhor banda do mundo neutralne dobre Only Pink Floyd peace perfect Pink Floyd places Progressive Progressive rock prophecy psychedelic Psychedelic Rock relax rock Roger Waters same old shit seen live silent intensity soft rock southampton dock student days sweet teenage obsession tracks vision war work relax wow bob wow WWII yeah
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