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To Those I Loved and Lost.... "Utrinque Paratus"



Looking at the water
Through the spaces of an iron-ore train
The water eddies round the rushes
And Eddies round at my house insane

The breakers in the distance
Cut the air like the crackle of a CB rig
They found a crack in Eddie
And they tore it down and snapped him like a twig

His head is full of Goose Green
Tastes the smoke from the damp grass well alight
And Eddie's waiting for the choppers
And he goes on waiting long into the night

And I thought I heard a voice
Didn't someone here just whisper "Rejoice"

The harbour's filled with newsmen
Little boats go bobbing like a Dunkirk repeat
To a train ride and a welcome
And "Well done Eddie" right across the street

The water's grey and choppy
On the Lake out by the fairground big wheel
We could circle it forever
But we'd never guess the way that Eddie feels
 
Sadly there was little to be had in the Falklands
 
"Shipbuilding" is a song written by Elvis Costello (lyrics) and Clive Langer (music). Written during the Falklands War of 1982, Costello's lyrics discuss the contradiction of the war bringing back prosperity to traditional shipbuilding areas of Clydeside (Yarrow Shipbuilders), Merseyside (Cammell Laird), North East England (Swan Hunter) and Belfast (Harland and Wolff)[1] to build new ships to replace those being sunk in the war, whilst also sending off the sons of these areas to fight and, potentially, lose their lives in those same ships.

Is it worth it
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
And a bicycle on the boys birthday
Its just a rumour that was spread around town
By the women and children
Soon well be shipbuilding
Well I ask you
The boy said dad they're going to take me to task
But I'll be back by christmas
Its just a rumour that was spread around town
Somebody said that someone got filled in
For saying that people get killed in
The result of this shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
Its just a rumour that was spread around town
A telegram or a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyards
And notifying the next of kin
Once again
Its all were skilled in
We will be shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
 
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