I COULD TELL HE HAD A TOUGH LIFE,
BY THE WAY HE SAT AND STARED
AND ME, I'D COME TO PUSH AND SHOVE,
SO I PULLED UP I CHAIR
WE TALKED OF ROADS UNTRAVELED,
WE TALKED OF LOVE UNTRUE
OF STRINGS THAT COME UNRAVELED,
WE WERE KINGS AND KINDRED FOOLS
AND JUST WHEN I HIT BOTTOM,
THAT OLD MAN RAISES HIS GLASS.
AND SAID AT LEAST WE'VE HAD OUR CHANCES,
THERES THOSE WHO NEVER HAVE
SO HERES TO ALL THE SOLDIERS, WHO HAVE EVER DIED IN VANE
THE INSANE LOCKED UP IN THEMSELVES, THE HOMLESS DOWN ON MAIN
TO THOSE WHO STAND ON EMPTY SHORES, AND SPIT AGAINST THE WIND
AND THOSE WHO WAIT FOREVER, FOR SHIPS THAT DON'T COME IN.
HE SAID ITS ONLY LIFES ILLUSIONS,
THAT BRING US TO THIS BAR
TO PICK UP THESE OLD CRUTCHES,
AND COMPARE EACH OTHERS SCARS
CAUSE THE THING WERE CALLING HEARTACHE,
HELL, THERE HARLDLY WORTH OUR TIME
WE'D BITCH ABOUT A DOLLAR,
WHEN THERES THOSE WITHOUT A DIME
AS HE ORDERED ONE LAST ROUND HE SAID,
I GUESS WE CAN'T COMPLAIN
GOD MADE LIFE A GAMBLE
AND WERE STILL IN THE GAME