We walk every morning in silence

Past the mills on Whetley Lane

Where the lights went out for the very last time

And they never came on again

The spokesman all shred crocodiles tears

In the glory of the News at Ten

But the proudest eyes are long since dry

And they're never going to cry again



Ch: Dear Friend, I salute your courage and I toast to your health

And I wish you all the luck in the whole wide world

May you never be broken like they say you will



Waking up sudden from a nightmare - you were walking the line in pain

With a shaven head to the slaughterhouse and you never came back again

But she took me in her arms and she held me

Close tight for a minute or two

And we laughed and smiled and closed our eyes

Slept again thinking of you 

And the way that it is, the way that it really is

With the money talking and a scapegoat lover

With the painted face of a scolding mother 

And I salute your courage and I toast to your health

And I wish you all the luck in the whole wide world

May you never be broken like they say you will be



Now lost in time, cut off from history

This is not knowledge, this is information