[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