Brittle Pillars

I called your name

Please help me brother

Tonight we watch

Our little worlds collide

The universe

Made room for failure

Tonight we tear our

Brittle pillars down

We don't know

What's been out there

Years have passed

But you look just the same

I called your name

Please help me brother

Help me find

A good way out of here

Between the lines

Mood of the times

You try to catch mine

Before it blows away

Forget my name

Don't blame me brother

I shut your eyes

As our worlds combine

You'll hate me now

But thank me later

Tonight we'll watch

The tired sky fall down

I broke your line

And drew a circle

The world will turn

With you forever now

I lost this game

Now help me brother

Help me find

A good way out of here

Between the lines

Mood of the times

You try to catch mine

Before it blows away

And then I went down to the park

And when I entered the park

I saw them two

Sitting and waiting in the dark

On the grass, waiting for something

For some kind of enlightenment

For the way out of their misery

They had built with their own four hands

But their hands had become wings

And they tried to fly but they couldn't

Because their wings were glued to each other

So one said to the other, Jump! But he couldn't

So she said it again: Jump!

Jump harder than you've ever jumped in your entire life

But her brother could not fly

Because he was glued to her wings

And she repeated it

Once and twice and three times

And she screamed for all one is worth

Jump Brother! Jump! Jump! Jump!

Days open like a flower bed in spring

Blossoms falling off my heavy wings

I catch your breath and you try to catch mine

Two lost birds fly perfectly in line

Days open like a flower bed in spring

Blossoms falling off my heavy wings

I catch your breath and you try to catch mine

Two lost birds fly perfectly in line