My friend, oh, my kamerad
I thought last night that you had died
And I spent decades in my sleep
Wandering through wilderness
And ceremony
Trying to find where they laid your head
And hoping that I, too, someday might die.

My friend, oh my kamerad
My dreams were empty and insincere
Until the reality hit me
And I did not now if you were alive
So I broke the habit of a lifetime
And watched the news

And you were not dead,
But my friend, oh my kamerad
If you keep on going like this you will die
And I'll never forget
How pale you looked
When I saw you
In my dream.