High Hopes

The letter said it all

We're shipping out

I know they got it wrong

Without a doubt

The war ain't over there

It's here with me

The battle of the bloody centuryWhat is going on here?

What becomes the log of us?

I thought I would complain dear

In joining with the great circusBut I've got high

I've got high

I've got high hopes tonight

I've got high alrightSettle up your bill

the raining shouts

The patter of forsaken voice

is loud

Lined throughout the pockets

of my vest

The green back skeleton

holds in the restA symphony of mercy

Falls upon no deafer ears

I'd look you in the eyes but

I wouldn't recognize your fearsBut I've got high

I've got high

I've got high hopes tonight

I've got high alright