Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Faithful brother, come to my side
Help me stand, help me get by
From all directions, trouble surrounds
The hate in the world keeps driving me down
When we were young, you held me close
Wrapped in your arms, you kept me from harm
Now we live so far apart
But when I think of you
I hear myself call faithful brother
Call faithful brother
Call faithful brother
Call faithful brother
Face the turn of another year
Grabbing the ground to try to slow the wheel down
Take my hand and show me the way
We're bound by blood and saved by grace
Let me ride in the shotgun seat
Golden Chevy through the city streets
Tell me right and tell me when I'm wrong
Running on your heels, you help me grow strong
Faithful brother
Call faithful brother
Call faithful brother
Call faithful brother
Now we're grown and on our own
But I need you more than ever
In our lives, troubles rise
Through the storm our faith may waver
Peace be still
Peace be still
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh