F 1. They disembarked in 45B and no one spoke and no one smiledC F There were too many spaces in the lineF Gathered at the cenotaphB All agreed with the hand on heartC F To sheath the sacrificial knifes *: But now...F 2. She stands upon Southampton dockB with her handkerchief and her summer frockC F Clings to her wet body in the rainF In quiet desperation knucklesB white upon the slippery reinsC F She bravely waves the boys goodbye againB Bmi F B 3. And still the dark stain spreadsF C F C F between her shoulder bladesB F C F A mute reminder of theC F poppy fields and gravesB C And when the fight was overF C B we spent what they had made But... in the bottom of our heartsF we felt the final cut.