Southampton Dock Lyrics - Roger Waters

They disembarked in '45 

And no one spoke 

And no one smiled 

There were too many spaces in the line 

And gathered at the cenotaph 

They all agreed with hand on heart 

To sheath the sacrificial knives 

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 

Ooo, Maggie what have you done? 

And 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