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