It takes all the strenght I have just to beat the city. When the ripped up side streets start to feel like home. It was their finest hour, to turn these concrete slabs into something true. It might take years of doubt, but it might take nothing much at all. And in the end just say, Confidence is all it takes. I've sailed my last ship, and now I'm coming home. It's heads you win and it tails you lose. In this war torn town tourists only see the seafront now. There was no great escape, just settled in content with the ones you love. It took years of doubt but it really wasnn't much at all. And in the end let's say. The sacrifice was always worth it. Bury me out in the ocean, but for now I'm coming home.