Little Brother

(альбом: Ripely Pine - 2013)

I'm not sure how these marks came to be
On my heart in your bed as I slept with the devil
Had a brawl when I awoke prayed to God it had been
But a draw oh my what more the mess I will be
If I've lost
Now I dream of the sky running towards me liquid like an ocean
My little brother is there and I carry him like a newborn
Seems I'm always lifting him to escape from rabid beasts
And storms behind my eyelids he is light he's the weight of a quarter but in daylight
He is broad and older
Oh oh Lord call me back
Back to you
I will come. Seal my soul like an envelope
Use your spit
Lick it shut
Bring your knives
Use your tools
Perform
Open heart
The water is scalding so cold
That it burns
But when I lay in your likeness
How you sleep
Oh oh my hurt
Oh my hurt