Brother, my brother, it's been so long
The demons inside your head now grown
I haven't seen your face in at least a hundred days
Brother, my brother it's all too much
To be so far and out of touch
I pray to see the day
But my phone rings while the matches hit the floor
The house burns slowly on a Friday night
And I'm not there to find you
You dreamt so long of a brand new life
Step out through the window
Brother, my brother, it's been so long
The fear inside your head now grown
The constant paranoia starts to take control
Brother, my brother, you'll rise above
Your muses haven't given up
I know the days ain't easy
As I turn to pick the knife up off the floor
The house burns slowly on a Friday night
And I'm not there to find you
You dreamt so long of a brand new life
Step out through the window
The house burns slowly on a Friday night
Oh!
The house burns slowly on a Friday night
And I'm not there to find you
You dreamt so long of a brand new life
Step out through the window
The house burns slowly on a Friday night
Rise up from the ashes
You dreamt so long of a brand new life
I'll be there to find you