Why We Fight - Gatsbys American Dream

So we beat on

Our boats against the current

So we beat on…

These waters are uncharted bravely we sail alone

Riding the storm

Clutching honor bearing pride

Ocean salt that burns our wounds only this immortal ship will prevail

The sun sinks into distant waters in the west and off to the east the green

light shimmers

Amidst the fog

It stands desolate and harbors broken dreams

Which we will defend