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