Born on a mountain Born on a sea Born into nothing Born into me How they all keep their secrets All the powers that be Are they looking and smiling down? On you and on me Calling all the horizons Calling writing in sand I'm so small you can't see me And I'm raising my hand Asking Questions so simple Stupid in all their truth And you're too big to answer But I keep on asking you Bring out your dead To the garden that has grown Stone laid upon stone A storm brews As blood spreads and fills the world With men that will not lie With thoughts that will not die Hear the silence as the shadows creep Whispering all must sleep Happy Birthday to Brothers Happy Birthday to me We survive off each other As for that we agree Holding hands with the ancients Holding hands with the free Holding hands with our self sabotage Adding insult to our injury