And just when I'd hit bottom
God made life a gamble
And compare each other's scars
When there's those without a dime
And those who wait forever
And as he ordered one last round
So here's to all the soldiers
So I pulled up a chair
Of strings that come unraveled
We bitch about a dollar
For ships that don't come in
So here's to all the soldiers
There's those who never have
Who have ever died in vain
We talked of roads untraveled
He said it's only life's illusions
He said I guess we can't complain
The insane locked up in themselves
That bring us to this bar
The homeless down on Main
The insane locked up in themselves
And spit against the wind
The homeless down on Main
'Cause the things we're calling heartache
And we're still in the game
That old man raised his glass
To those who stand on empty shores
And those who wait forever
To those who stand on empty shores
And me, I'd come to push and shove
Who have ever died in vain
To pick up these old crutches
For ships that don't come in
And spit against the wind
And those who wait forever
We talked of love untrue
And said at least we had our chances
We were kings and kindred fools
Hell, they're hardly worth our time