Ships That Don't Come In

And those who wait forever

And spit against the wind
God made life a gamble
And those who wait forever
To those who stand on empty shores

The insane locked up in themselves
When there's those without a dime

'Cause the things we're calling heartaches
To pick up these old crutches
And compare each other's scars
To those who stand on empty shores
The homeless down on Main
That old man raised his glass
He said it's only life's illusions
For ships that don't come in
We talked of roads untraveled
That bring us to this bar
So here's to all the soldiers

The insane locked up in themselves
Who have ever died in vain

And me, I'd come to push and shove
The homeless down on Main
So here's to all the soldiers
For ships that don't come in
And those who wait forever

There's those who never have
And said at least we had our chances
So I pulled up a chair

We bitch about a dollar

He said, "I guess we can't complain
And spit against the wind
Who have ever died in vain
As he ordered one last round

And just when I'd hit bottom

And we're still in the game"
Hell, they're hardly worth our time
Of strings that come unraveled
We talked of love untrue
We were kings and kindred fools