High As Pride

We had crossed our lines and dug in
 On fields that were once green
 Rushing and falling, our conscience in our ears
 We won the war and floated
 High as pride can climb
 Home across the ocean to find all our gods were dead
 In our eyes shine nothing
 But youth and all its flame
 Feeding on itself as if the devil may care
 In an axiom is religion
 "To eat, drink, and be merry"
 We danced on the altar "for tomorrow we die"
 Everything's been figured, but figured wrong
 The good time rags are all gone
 Everything's been figured, but figured wrong
 My "Oxford Bags" are all worn
 "At 18 our convictions are hills from which we look
 At 45 they're caves into which we hide"
 I was high as pride can climb
 Climbing to salvation
 No one was saved and no one born again