Brother L.A.

Brother you wait up late

When you finish the midnight shift

And you try to put out the hate

And you know it's going to drift

Brother you're going down

Down from the fountain blue

You can call on the one

The one that you knew

It feels right with you my brother

It feels right when you're right here

No, i don't want to know

Every mountain, every fear

I'm the big old brother who can always pick you up

Who can fill your pocket

When you're all messed up

The sea that promises defeat

Is the flood that will come

The heat that keeps your habit warm

Is the flame that will burn

Are you wearing your filters?

Are you changing your clothes?

Are you wearing your colors?

So that nobody knows

Oh brother, brother, brother,

Brother of mine

Are you big brother, who'll pick me up

Fill my pockets when i'm all messed up

Invitation you don't have to hide no more

Gimme something i don't mind

You can lay it down on me

You can say it i wanna know...

Oh brother, brother, brother

Brother of mine

Oh sister, sister, sister

Sister of mine...

Look for my brother

Look for my brother

Look for my brother

Look for my brother