What is the purpose of life?

Originally posted by huckleberryhound
If it wasn't for the nips
being so good at building ships
the yards would still be open on the clyde.
And it can't be much fun for them
beneath the rising sun
with all their kids commiting suicide.

Floating down
through the clouds

Memories come rushing
up to meet me now

And in the space between the heavens
and the corner of some foreign field

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 through 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...