Pink Floyd - The Gunner's Dream

From "The Final Cut"

The Gunner's Dream (Waters) 

Floating down through the clouds 

Memories come rushing up to meet me now. 

In the space between the heavens 

and in the corner of some foreign field 

I had a dream. 

I had a dream. 

Good-bye Max. 

Good-bye Ma. 

After the service when you're walking slowly to the car 

And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air 

You hear the tolling bell 

And touch the silk in your lapel 

And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band 

You take her frail hand 

And hold on to the dream. 

A place to stay 

"Oi! A real one ..." 

Enough to eat 

Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street 

Where you can speak out loud 

About your doubts and fears 

And what's more no-one ever disappears 

You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door. 

You can relax on both sides of the tracks 

And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control 

And everyone has recourse to the law 

And no-one kills the children anymore. 

And no one kills the children anymore. 

Night after night 

Going round and round my brain 

His dream is driving me insane. 

In the corner of some foreign field 

The gunner sleeps tonight. 

What's done is done. 

We cannot just write off his final scene. 

Take heed of his dream. 

Take heed.