Call Them Brothers

That's it, it's split - it won't recover

Just frame the halves and call them brothers

Find their fathers and their mothers

If you remember who they are

Over and over they call us their friends

Can't we find something else to pretend?

Like nobody's won and we're safe at the end

In the darkness the film machine's spinning

So let's leave it on

We'll be out in the street

before anyone knows that we're gone

That's it, it's split, it can't recover

Just frame the halves and call them a whole

And chip at the bricks and fill up your pockets

With the pieces of the wall that you stole

The hunt is on, everyone's chasing

Everyone's chasing a shot

A shot rings out, nobody wants it

Nobody wants it to stop

That's it, it's split, it won't recover

Just frame the halves and call them brothers

Find your fathers and your mothers

If you remember who they are

If you remember, if you remember,

if you remember who they are