I could tell he'd had a tough life   By the way he sat and stared   And me, I'd come to push and shove   So I pulled up a 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'd hit bottom   That old man raised his glass   And said at least we had our chances   There's those who never have      So here's to all the soldiers   Who have ever died in vain   The insane locked up in themselves   The homeless 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 it's only life's illusions   That bring us to this bar   To pick up these old crutches   And compare each other's scars      'Cause the things we're calling heartache   Hell, they're hardly worth our time   We bitch about a dollar   When there's those without a dime      And as he 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   The insane locked up in themselves   The homeless 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      And those who wait forever   For ships that don't come in