The Slow Show - Brother

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No, what have we here?
The cigarette smoke and hollow tears
No, brother, all those years
You sat me down to talk me through those fears
You’re too young to leave me, brother
Those days we had, will never pass me by
Let’s go back to football fields and backyard alleyways
Before God let you down, boy, and took your life away
Too young to leave me, brother
Those days we had, will never pass my by
No, brother, brother
Too young to leave now!
Too young to stand aside!
And just another call and no, I know
Oh brother, just another story told
Let’s go back to football fields and backyard alleyways
Before God let you down, boy, and took your life away