Untitled 4 Lyrics

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 wake, 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 there's only records of my memory It's a little thing you gave posthumously The details all dragged out To think of all the paintings we could be without [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/untitled-4-lyrics-brand-new.html ] If Van Gogh had gone and died face down from loss of blood the night he went and hacked his ear off
Until I wake, 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 (x2)
Until I wake, we just hope that you made it We hope you're as decorated as the day that you left 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 missin' you to death