Southampton Dock Lyrics by Pink Floyd
Album : Final Cut
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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 hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knives
(Thats right)

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

Still the dark stain spreads between
Their shoulder blades
A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves
When the fight was over
We spent what they had made
But in the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut
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 hand on heart   To sheath the sacrificial knives   (Thats right)      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      Still the dark stain spreads between   Their shoulder blades   A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves   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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