Beneath the glaring, scaring clouds; raining. br The Germans and British, both paining. br On the frontline, stuck serving. br I was stuck saying; even praying. br br In the Somme; a mate, a pal, a friend; gone, br A single blast, a sound, the shot of a gun. br Lifeless he stayed there laying. br I was stuck saying; even praying. br br The long shrill whistle, rang through the air. br I could run away, I wouldn't care. br I found myself; climbing, leaping and swaying. br I was stuck saying; even praying. br br In the Somme; a mate, a pal, a friend; gone. br A single blast, a sound, the shot of a gun. br Lifeless I stayed there laying. br I was stuck saying; even praying. br br A bright light; the end of the tunnel. br Gone is the sound of exploding shrapnel. br The smell of bodies; the taste of fear. br Rough heavy jacket, no longer are these things near. br br I was stuck saying; even praying.