Brother and Father
2009-10-24 || 4:22 p.m.

There's a man with a guitar and a half burned cigarette
Singing about his life and of his past regrets
His voice is wailing at the guitar with such force
He sings so loud his voice is tearing at the chords

Oh brother and father, I know how much it hurts
Keep singing, singing I find meaning in your words
Oh brother and father I know how much it hurts
Keep singing, singing I find meaning in your words

Such a sad sad song
such a sad... sad... song
He draws in a breathe and exhails it on the strings
His passion like a chorus rising as he sings
and in this dim room i'm taken in his life
And the pain he sings just cuts me like a knife.

Oh brother and father, I know how much it hurts
Keep singing, singing I find meaning in your words
Oh brother and father I know how much it hurts
Keep singing, singing I find meaning in your words

One day soon you will be a man
Just know that I, am your biggest fan.
"Son my heart is yours, until the end of time
Live a life of love, and I think you'll do just fine"

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