Testo di 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 it Until I awake, we just hope that you made it We hope that you’re celebrating With people you miss 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 it’s only records in my memory Some little thing you gave posthumously The details all dragged out To think of all the paintings 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 miss 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