Brothers + Fathers

Brothers and Fathers
Mothers and Daughters
Ever a song in my ears

You’re where the music comes from
Your melody’s in my blood
You taught me how to sing them
So they would not go unsung

And this is my lifelong gift
But Dad I must admit
That Lately I’ve been thinking
The world has such small use for singing

The bombs went off on my street
Filled the trains with refugees
I say we’re fine over skype
But I know Mom don’t sleep at night

But you both lived through Vietnam didn’t you?
Got married in 1981 didn’t you?
You tilled the land with your hands
Became a man among men
And did it all in this world full of sin

Brothers and Fathers
Mothers and Daughters
Ever a song in my ears

Here in the darkness of the pub
I peel the label off the stuff
That gets my mind off thinking
The world has such small use for singing

If everyone could come here
And maybe sip some more beer
Maybe there’d be much less war
For it surely calms my head or

Maybe everyone isn’t singing enough
Christ knows singing does the stuff
Maybe bad eggs didn’t get enough attention
And singing in a bar never got anyone’s attention

Nah
I’ll stop dreaming about kumbaya
I’ll just wait here until it blows over
Thanks for giving me a way to see through
It’s just noise if you take away the music

Brothers and Fathers
Mothers and Daughters
Ever a song in my ears