Brother Bryan

I said to you on the night that we met, "I am not well"

Our habits secrete to the sidewalk and street, our civic hell

And we covet the dark, share a cab to the park

And you'll let me speak of bearings undone, silver hair in the sun

We are only 30% dead and our parents go to sleep early

We destroy all of our esteem and the sunlight starts to shine through the trees

And the noise on this block keeps my mind interlocked and unfastened

And the struggle sheds skin, heavy breath is a deadly assassin

My sister's eyes flood like rivers of wine in your absence

So we echo each song to which you'd sing along

A circuit hymn and we'll sing it again

And we'll smoke til our pockets are empty

A person cannot live without sleep

And you can't hold up a story so heavy

We tell it so rarely

And in this place I think about you

The spirits and veins that you run through

And in this place I think about you