My brother's pen draws a pattern on a sheet
The ink bleeds on the ivory
And in what once was empty, beauty breeds
And gives birth to masterpiece
It's all I wish that we could be
But no one sees what I see
The bond I left embodied
In blackened blood
We can't paint over what I've done
'Cause we are
Living with our eyes half shut
And we are
We are
Living with our eyes half shut
We are never going to stop
Still we write and try and send our best
The letters lured from our hands
But phrases long forgotten said by dying men
Couldn't bring us back to then
So page by page we file them away
To wither and to decay
Until there's nothing left to say
And all the same
And all our work had been in vain
'Cause we are
Living with our eyes half shut
And we are
We are
Living with our eyes half shut
Oh we are never going to stop
I fold the note onto itself
Closer still than how we've felt
Spill the color of my shame
All we've missed by my mistake
Hard enough to leave behind
And harder still to realize
That all I want is how it was
We are
Living with our eyes half shut
And we are
We are
Living with our eyes half shut
Oh we are never going to stop
We are
We are