[Intro]
I mind the things I see coming through the doorway
Conspicuous by absence is noted by the eye
[Bridge]
I look around and wonder what I did
It was just a little too easy
To let principle get in the way of making money, making friends
We made good things in the end
[Chorus]
I feel sick at the mention of your name
I wanna cry
I dreamt of the dead
Of the dead
[Verse 1]
My turn
You tried to make me put away my childish notions of a brotherhood of man
I learned to stay my course and get her done
My back to the wind
Don't be afraid of the sun
[Bridge]
I look around and wonder what I did
It was just a little too easy
To let principle get in the way of making money, making friends
We made good things in the end
[Chorus]
I feel sick at the mention of your name
I wanna cry
I dreamt of the dead
Of the dead
[Chorus]
I feel sick at the mention of your name
I wanna cry
I dreamt of the dead
Of the dead