LYRIC

Come see my grave
'Cause in it you'll lay
When I am on parade
Hope brings the day

I heard next one's not much fun
Anchor played me dumb
And I am almost well
Not one hole in the sun

And I would like to recognize my friends
By which way they walk
Not how far they run away

I'm already dead
Blood, bruised, and broken

But I am almost well, yes I am almost well

Sound off the sirens
Open the airwaves
It's coming
Give up the spirit
Open your lungs
And just breathe

And I would like to recognize my friends
By which way they walk
Not how far they run away

You'd dig that didn't you?

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