the knife
the captain
Coming home after a long long walk Coming home after a dozen of walks Coming home after a long long war Coming home after a dozen of wars  We are out of wind We have pock-marked chin We have lots of water We turn the other cheek and we win  One thousand stories and there's always more We've been offered one more lap to go In my hand I hold a key It's dear to me cause I know where it leads  We are out of wind We have pock-marked chin We have all this water We turn the other cheek and we grin