My Brothers Blood Lyrics

My Brothers Blood
Boils in My arms
Balls my fingers into fists
It bubbles blisters burns my palms
It floods with fury fights and fits
It's got the good guy in me hiding
It kicks my humble heart around
It's got me fiend-ing for the fire
That could finish off this town
Oh it's got me good
My brothers blood on the cherry tree
It stains to bark from branch to root
It puddles thick with pits and leaves
It stains the sweetness from the fruit
It kept me looking for communion
Some hiding spot off underground
An open plot I could climb into
An iron promise in my mouth
A black out oath I swore and meant
I couldn't conger up again
I don't know one thing about my brother's blood
No oh
I don't know one thing about my brother's blood
It's my brother's blood
And my dirty lungs
And my crooked mouth
On my swollen tongue
On my fathers gun
In each strangers face
Across the blue bird Sky
And each hand I shake night after night
Each chuckled prayer
Such sweet relief
Fist full of hair
It's my brother's back
It's my father's arms
Every twisted fact
In my sorry heart
All that dialogue
Doubling back at me
All that tangled talk
All that growling need
And each desperate drive
For a looser piece
And each endless night
And each wasted week
I spit and I scream
What's done is done
Go make your peace with everyone
They don't need to know about my brother's blood
No Oh
They don't need to know about my brother's blood