Jimmy was a boxer in his younger days

They called him Jimmy the Rocket cause you could bet he’d go down in flames

These days he’s not so steady from all the hard knocks he claims

Me I say it’s the bottle he kills to ease the pain

When he was young and strong and able

And still reaching for the stars

He left nothing on the table

That’s how he got those scars

Mary was a mother blessed late in life

She once was an actress then became a lawyer’s wife

He left her for his lover one cold and rainy night

Fought her tooth and nail for everything he left her high and dry

She’s still young and strong and able

Still reaching for the stars

She walked away from the table

With nothing but those scars

Everybody loses every now and then

Remember how that feels when you’re lookin’ down on them

When your whole worlds gone crazy and you can’t find a friend

You’ve got nowhere left to turn you can always count on him

Surrounded by a host of angels

Underneath a guiding star

He came to turn the tables

That’s how he got those scars

We’re all so different, we’re all the same

Chasing after something we can’t explain

But it’s out there somewhere this all can’t be in vain

Give me sign to ease my mind that we come around again

We start out strong and able

A product of the stars

So let’s gather round the table

And come just as you are

As you are