Oh Brother

I fear the loneliness with you
The sight of us hanging through the words
Colliding as a waterfall falling in the deep skin

We walked before we knew how to dance
Stepping in how we can
An air is cutting through the wood

My love is there, my love is there
Oh Mama, don't you worry about me
I have one or two tricks with me
Inside the vest you left

I'll be tappin' and clappin' where the drum kills the beat
I once heard about the brothers sittin' at the bar
Drinking their wine
Singing

Ah

Fill up the canyon
Reach out for good
We'll be the providence we choose
In this foreign land we choose for good

Ah



Credits
Writer(s): David Lachapelle, Francesca Marie Comeau
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