Lyrics Brand New – Brother’s Song

So the air’s getting colder
And the news keeps us scared
We still wrestle this summer
From the bones of our tired, blistered hands

Wake up and come out to the car
There’s an east swell coming
And it’s howling off shore
And we’ll be lying like lions out in the sands
But I’ll be dead before you put a gun in my brother’s hands

So we make jokes back home
And we lighten the mood
But growing up my parents saw
What sending a kid to fight can really do
Now with the war I can tell they’re a little shook up
Cause just a few mother’s sons will never really be enough
Not ’til half of our names are etched out in a wall
And the other half ruined from the things we saw

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Wake up and come out to the car
There’s an east swell coming
And it’s howling off shore
And we’ll be lying like lions out in the sands
But I’ll be dead before you put a gun in my brother’s hands