If I should close my eyes
It's not to sleep
In weary light I write
A eulogy
My blood lies six feet underground
I saw his world come crashing down
Staining his memory
Candlelight as I write
A letter to my brother
I could write every night
This letter to my brother
He swam against the tide
Laughed at the sea
He'd take me for a ride
Then laugh at me
My blood runs coursing through my veins
His blood was spilled, his blood remains
Staining his memory
Candlelight as I write
A letter to my brother
I could write every night
This letter to my brother
My blood lies six feet underground
I saw his world come crashing down
Staining his memory
Candlelight as I write
A letter to my brother
I could write every night
This letter to my brother