Brother of Mine by Peter La Grand from album Duende
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Well I left as soon as I heard him yelling in their room
I took his knife, my bible, and left the rest
Thinking I would be home soon
I never believed my father, when he said that I was blessed
And I've been on the road so long and lonely now
I think it must have been a curse
I been working so hard, so hard to find
Some way to make up for the past
And straighten out these crooked lines
I once longed to travel without stopping or knowing just where I was
Now I wake up late in the afternoon in dirty rooms
I'm confused and spinning with drugs
Because I'll take any pleasure, any pleasure that I can find
Someday this will kill me Lord,
If you would be so kind
I been working so hard, so hard to find
Some way to make up for the past
And straighten out these crooked lines
I got so many crooked lines
Because I got no use for these riches that I have found
I got no appetite for the decadence that surrounds me now
I got no use without that brother of mine
