Fading Light Blues

Six graves in three years is too much to bear
Three graves in three years I dug with my own hands
And I'm feelin' blue on Christmas
I'm feelin' blue this year

Six times you died and came back to life
We shook you until you realized
That the light at the end wasn't gone yet, friend
But still, and still, you died

Ooh

Six lights upstairs, they burnt out fast
Like the sun making room for the moon
And the shovels came out
Even though we had our doubts
You would ever see your end

Goodbye, friend
Goodbye, friend
We'll see you on the other side
We'll see you on the other side

Goodbye, friend
Goodbye, friend
I'll see you in another life
I'll see you some other time