1.
We are the lonely ones,
battered into diamonds
shattered into fragments
Stuck with love and crying out
To be reunited, forged anew,
Given a chance to try again,
Hoping to open the door that
Will allow the mercy to break
On through.
2.
One of us is missing. A rough
in the diamond, the safe that
Has been left uncracked,
The cold, cruel emptiness
Of a glow once so real
But now left unrevealed.
3.
Every piece of what burns
Is the lyrical fire of
why and what if.
Beautiful moments so
Hard to define mixed
With comedy, tragedy
Chaos, lighting and
Gentle moments before
the thunder.
4.
We are left here
With the untold rumours
Of promise, the loss of brilliance and pain;
Of belonging, silent on this angry planet
With the clocks that won\'t turn back,
Wanting to believe in the miracle
Of forgiveness, of the softness that
was and could have been.
5.
What of a brother who sees such beauty
And feels such pain? That loves and lies
And tries and prays for our embrace
Then dances away?
6.
I\'ll tell me Ma when I get home
Let\'s tell it on the mountain
Let us be on the mountain
We\'ll look for him there
We will look for ourselves,
And every grain of sand
Will be etched with his name
And ours
And yours.
7.
I have two brothers.
They are both perfect in my world.
They\'ve sung to the stars
Prayed with the creators
Battled with stony beasts
Battled each other,
Looked the other way
And then looked each other\'s way.
8.
I am a goddam witness to all this
and you best stay out of my way
Cuz I couldn\'t slay a blade of grass
But I tell you, I\'ll wield a mighty sword
To defend the one that is here
And the one that is gone.
9.
The locusts gave me a chill.
I fell on my knees
And I let go of all the answers
I\'d ever asked.
There was a moon in the sky
called the moon
The eastern world was exploding
North America had stolen his name
There was no time to think
His famous blue raincoat was torn
At the shoulder
Lightning was striking again
He received the temptations of Eve
And let it all hang out.
He played the game of love
Until his mother took it away.
6th Street? He loved it.
He saw the fork at Ragland Road
And took it.
10.
But then the days dwindled down
To a precious few until
Three brothers became two
Two brothers become one
And the cry of love
Became the song of forever.
Forever and ever, eh?