Brothers (Live On BBC Radio 1)
You need to get out of this house
I'll walk you down to town
We'll go act our age, kick rocks, waste summer days
Penny candy at the general store
I'd buy us a pop if I had more
Keep walking inland all day, spitting and cursing each other's name
Ain't this what brothers are supposed to do
The blood between us, makes it all but true
So we roll on through past the quarries and sandpits too
Swim out among the rocks and cliffs, ignorant youth keeps us from death
Find our way out to the tracks
The sun, it beats down on our backs
Heaven help us if there's a train, dodge it like the beaches of Normandy
We saw that smoke rising over trees and I swore that train was out for me
So I held him tight and felt those tracks rumble underneath
He swore if I didn't let go he would knock me off my feet, and that's what he did
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