Pink Floyd - The Final Cut

The Final Cut     21st March 1983

“The Gunner's Dream”    (Waters)
Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now.
But 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 your 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
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
“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 bands men by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no-one kills the children anymore.
No one kills the children anymore.

Night after night
Going round and round my brain
This 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.