i could tell he had a tough life
by the way he sat and stared
me i'd come to push and shove
so i pulled up a chair
we talked to roads and travel
we talked to love untrue
our strings had come unraveled
we were kings and kindred fools
just when i hit bottom
that old man raised his glass
and said at least we had our chances
there's those who never had
so here's to all the soldiers
who have ever died in vain
the insane locked up in themselves
the homeless down old man
those who stand on empty shores
and spit against the wind
and those who wait forever
ships that don't come in
he said it's only life's illusions
that bring us to this bar
to pick up these old crutches
and compare each others scars
'cause the things we're calling
heartaches have hardened up our time
we ** about a dollar
when there's those without a dime
as she ordered one last round
he said i guess we can't complain
god made life a gamble
and we're still in the game
so here's to all the soldiers
who have ever died in vain
insane locked up in themselves
the homeless down old man
those who stand on empty shores
and spit against the wind
those who wait forever
for ships that don't come in
for those who wait forever
for ships that don't come in