Packaged in victory

Look around it is everywhere you see

Stones of whale, stones of white,
I never really understood urban blight

Love for one love for all, whether your 3 feet or 6 feet tall

Standing like a tree in a frightened shadow

Broken love, when tainted in a frigid wheel-barrel

Icicles began to thaw,
the soldier stood in superb awe

Love delivered on gold and silver platters,
in the end victory is all that matters

Walking it out can be daunting and rough

See the sea from the unshaking bluff

Ships coming in, ships going out

You’re the ship I want to stay