Brother

Frozen in the place I hide
Not afraid to paint my sky
With some who say I’ve lost my mind
Brother, try and hope to find…
You, were always so far away
I know that pain
So don’t you run away like you used to do Roses in a vase of white
Bloodies by the thorns
Beside the leaves that fall because my hand is Pulling them hard as I can
You, were always so far away
I know that pain
And I won’t run away like I used to do Pictures in a box at home
Yellowing and green with mold
So I can barely see your face