Текст:
These battered hand are all you own
This broken heart has turned to stone
Go hang your glory on the wall [bad word] a time when castles fall
And all that's left is shifting in the sand

You're out of time, you're out of place
Look at your face
That's the measure of a man

This coat that fits you like a glove
These dirty streets you learned to love
So [bad word] back my long lost friend
You've been to [bad word] and back again
God alone knows how you crossed that span

Back on the beat, back to the start [bad word] in your heart
That's the measure of a man

It's the fire in the eyes, the lines on the hand
It's the things you understand
Permanent ties from which you once ran
That's the measure of a man
 [bad word] full cirlce, now you're home
Without the gold, without the chrome
And this is where you've always been
You had to lose so you could win
And rise above your troubles while you can

Now you can love, now you can lose
Now you can choose
That's the measure of a man