I'd of loved to meet you, Joe
When you were cold and dark and brave
It's always the best of us
Who're gifted the early grave
I brought the kids to see you, Joe
The latest in the line you saved
I felt the pride oozing under the dirt in which you lay
That sweet, salty Solway breeze make me feel alive on nights like these
I saw you in a dream Joe
You stood complete with all your scars
Wanna see your soul kid?
It's in the photograph of the Solway Star