just another rusty brother

seeing his old role replayed

looking in the world like a broken mirror

seeing his old face displayed

they come and go, come and go

why do you advertise goodbye

living a lie will lay you low, what can I tell you, what can I sell you

but the truth will make you high



death is unreal that's the way I feel

there's more to be revealed

lovers and friends meet again and again

on the dear old battlefield



I will see my memory lightly let me go

I know that we will always be but time pass fast and slow

agelong cradlesong almost had me sleeping for good

if not for the plan of the magic man who finally helped me out of the wood.