Two brothers on the phone Both on the road to their folk's home They are meeting there to rest their mother's bones Later in the day one brother turns the other's way He says meet back here when the old man goes Changes are only Hard in those lonelier Times that we fear the most Out where the light is not You won't find color But find where the need is most Two brother back at home Their father fading on his own They do what they can to make him comfortable One brother by his side Dad says your brother's not so bright We bet fifty on if I would last the night Changes are only Hard in those lonelier Times that we fear the most Out where the light is not You won't find color But find where the need is most I don't want to know Where it's gonna go No I don't want to be on the other side of waiting for the dark We aren't home anymore But we are never alone Cold wind blowing while we're on our phones Talking where does our time go Changes are only Hard in those lonelier Times that we fear the most Out where the light is not You won't find color But find where the need is most I don't want to know Where it's gonna go No I don't want to be on the other side of waiting for the dark