Floating down, through the clouds   Memories come rushing up to meet me now   But in the space between the Heavens   And the corner of some foreign field   I had a dream, I had a dream   Goodbye Max, goodbye 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 teardrops rise to meet the comfort of the band   You take her frail hand   And hold on to the dream      {Move it}   A place to stay   {A real one}   Enough to eat   {Gonna have to make stock}   Somewhere old heros 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   No one kills the children anymore      Night after night goin' 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 this final scene   Take heed of the dream, take heed