Brand New - Brother's Song lyrics
[Brand New - Brother's Song lyrics]
Now the air’s getting colder
And the news keeps us scared
They’ll have to wrestle this summer
From the bones of our
Tired and blistered hands
‘Cause tonight we got drinks
And just a couple of friends
And the girl that my brother likes
Is finally talking to him
And his chest is all swelled
Like he’s proud and happy
Like he’s got a great idea
Like he’s making a memory
Wake up and come out to the car
There’s an east swell coming
The wind is howling off shore
And we’ll be lying like lions out in the sand
But, I’ll be dead before you put
A gun in my brother’s hands
So we make jokes back home
And we lighten the mood
But growing up my parents saw
What sending a kid to fight can really
Really do and now with the war
I can tell they're a little shook up
‘Cause just a few mothers’ sons, it’s cliche
But it’s never gonna be enough
Not ’til half of our names are
Etched out in the wall
And the other half ruined from
The things we saw
Wake up and come out to the car
There’s an east swell coming
The wind is howling off shore
And we’ll be lying like lions out in the sand
But, I’ll be dead before you put
A gun in my brother’s hands
Wake up and come out to the car
There’s an east swell coming
The wind is howling off shore
And we’ll be lying like lions out in the sand
But, I’ll be dead before you put
A gun in my brother’s hands
And the news keeps us scared
They’ll have to wrestle this summer
From the bones of our
Tired and blistered hands
‘Cause tonight we got drinks
And just a couple of friends
And the girl that my brother likes
Is finally talking to him
And his chest is all swelled
Like he’s proud and happy
Like he’s got a great idea
Like he’s making a memory
Wake up and come out to the car
There’s an east swell coming
The wind is howling off shore
And we’ll be lying like lions out in the sand
But, I’ll be dead before you put
A gun in my brother’s hands
So we make jokes back home
And we lighten the mood
But growing up my parents saw
What sending a kid to fight can really
Really do and now with the war
I can tell they're a little shook up
‘Cause just a few mothers’ sons, it’s cliche
But it’s never gonna be enough
Not ’til half of our names are
Etched out in the wall
And the other half ruined from
The things we saw
Wake up and come out to the car
There’s an east swell coming
The wind is howling off shore
And we’ll be lying like lions out in the sand
But, I’ll be dead before you put
A gun in my brother’s hands
Wake up and come out to the car
There’s an east swell coming
The wind is howling off shore
And we’ll be lying like lions out in the sand
But, I’ll be dead before you put
A gun in my brother’s hands