Brothers

James used to play by the old abandoned station
Where the rails rust and the city lights can be seen below
Walking home mother knows there's been a complication
Heroes die, don't say goodbye, his favourite TV show

James older brother worked nights on the corner
Farther called him Lee
Living life with scars, watching cars in his sleep
Looking forward in cold and disorder
Doesn't get paid overtime
Stands on a line, friends don't come that cheap

Times been kind to James, keeps his life on a line
Met a girl, saw the world, has a house and drinks wine
Coo-ah-ee won't you come fight in my war?
Not supposed to be another like their father twenty years before

Bars don't break, singing chains, daddy demands
Selling secrets buying time, freedoms not cheap
Deals been done, still countries son, stand in the sand
Coo-ah-ee won't you come fight for my land

It's gonna be a fight for sleep in your home tonight
Holding brother through the pain and the gutter, out of this alive
Creed and code on the road that you told me was lonely

Lee's come home, one half gone
He failed his mission and he lives alone
Grieving mother, suicidal lover, two young boys who the future owns
Screaming kids, universities, studies show that his minds all wrong
One last kick, one last hit, to take him back to where he belongs

It's gonna be a fight for sleep in your home tonight
Fallen brother, drugs stolen from another, don't want to be alive
Creed and code on the road that you told me was lonely