"The Column" genre: Folk Rock
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	CD: Land   Label: Land Records
	Lyrics The Column Her last words were of her only one. These are stories about what happened to some. She held on as he held her in his arms. And swore the war would bring him to no harm. In the villages they will bring us small gifts and shelter. And in the night he lies back to think about her. He’s just a soldier boy, whom some day will return. To her, to the freedom that’s been won. And on the quayside the ships are coming in. They carry soldiers to come and fight our men. A child goes back to report the time of the train. Some watch and pray that this is not the end. In the darkness some have to speak their heart. And speak of the killing that has set them apart. From the way that they were, from the people of their own town. And we stand ready, its time to go down. Bells are ringing high from the high church tower. Girls come in the open carrying us flowers. And I have reached my end, and I’m lying in your arms. And I believe myself lucky to be surrounded by your warmth and your charms. { repeat final verse }

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