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?