Missing You

I

I am feeling like a veteran

Uncompensated for the blood I’ve left to pool

On foreign grounds

And I

Sometimes reach to rub at aching legs

But they’ve been dust for over a decade, and you’re the limb

I’ve lost, but somehow I still feel

Until I awake, we just hope that you made it

We hope that you’re celebrating

With people you've missed

And burning like a beacon

Guiding our ship around this hellish shoal

I’m happy to admit that maybe I am

A little depressed ‘cause I’m missing you to death

And now (its only record's in my memory)

Its only record's in my memory

So little fame you gain posthumously

The details all dragged out

To think (of all the paintings we wouldn't get)

Of all the we would be without

If Van Gogh had gone and died face-down from loss of blood

The night he went and hacked his ear off

Until I awake, we just hope that you made it

We hope that you’re celebrating

With people you've missed

And burning like a beacon

Guiding our ship around this hellish shoal

I’m happy to admit that maybe I am

A little depressed ‘cause I’m missing you to death

How many kids do we have?

How many homes did we shape?

How many prisons did we break out?

How much love did we make?

Yeah, how much love did we make?

How much love did we make?

How much love did we make?

How much love did we make?

Until I awake, we just hope that you made it

We hope that you’re celebrating

With people you've missed

And burning like a beacon

Guiding our ship around this hellish shoal

I’m happy to admit that maybe I am

A little depressed ‘cause I’m missing you to death

Until I awake, we just hope that you made it

We hope that you’re celebrating

With people you've missed

And burning like a beacon

Guiding our ship around this hellish shoal

I’m happy to admit that maybe I am

A little depressed ‘cause I’m missing you to death