The birds they will sing their songs
If I have headphones on
Or if I don't
They don't even care or they don't even know that I'm there
The sun it sets every time
Pretty and perfect it's some kind of light
Sometimes I watch it
And sometimes I don't it don't mind
I dreamed that my brother died
He was swimming in the ocean
I was back on the shore
He came in to meet me and some how we both knew
He'd go out again
And never come in
Yeah he'd go out again
And never come in
I told him 'you don't have to do it!'
I held him in both arms knowing soon he'd break free
No matter what I did
No matter what I said
He'd go out again
I'd lose my dear friend
Yeah he'd go out again
And tear me open
I woke up in tears and sweat
It took me some time to know what was real
I couldn't stop crying
Until I had thought about how
How my brother will die
And so will I
Yeah my brothers will die
And so will I
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