Em                     D
I, I am feeling like a veteran
                      Am                                 Em
Uncompensated for the blood I've left to pool on foreign grounds

    Em                           D
And I, sometimes reach to rub at aching legs
                               Am                                Em
But they've been dust for over a decade and you're the limb I've lost but somehow I still feel it...


[Chorus]
  G
Until I awake
                      Em
We just hope that you made it
                    C                           Am
We hope that you're celebrating with people you miss
                   G                                    Em
And burning like a beacon, guiding our ship around this hellish shoal
                        C                   Am
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed, 'cause I'm missing you to death...


[Verse]
Em                           D
Now, it's only records of my memory
                              Am                                 Em
Some little thing you gave posthumously, the details all dragged out

   Em                                   D
To think, if all the paintings we would be without
                         Am                                    Em
If Van Gogh had gone and died face down from loss of blood the night he went and hacked his ear off...


[Chorus]
  G
Until I awake
                      Em
We just hope that you made it
                    C                           Am
We hope that you're celebrating with people you miss
                   G                                    Em
And burning like a beacon, guiding our ship around this hellish shoal
                        C                   Am
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed, 'cause I'm missing you to death...


[Chorus]
  G
Until I awake
                      Em
We just hope that you made it
                    C                           Am
We hope that you're celebrating with people you miss
                   G                                    Em
And burning like a beacon, guiding our ship around this hellish shoal
                        C                   Am
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed, 'cause I'm missing you to death...