High Hopes - The Milk Carton Kids
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 century
What is going here
What becomes the lot of us
I thought I would complain dear
When joining with the great circus
But I've got high I've got high
I've got high hopes tonight
I got high alright
Settle up your bill the raining shouts
The patter of forsaken voices loud
Lined throughout the pockets of my vest
A greenback skeleton holds in the rest
A symphony of mercy falls upon no deafer ears
I'd look you in the eyes
But I wouldn't recognize your fears
But I've got high I've got high
I've got high hopes tonight
I got high alright
