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Matt Alber
Matt Alber
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Alber
Matthew Alber
Songwriter

Lyrics

Oh, the mornings we awoke on the floor
My sleeping bag laying next to yours...
Brother, I remember thinking I had everything
I wish the same to you.
And oh, the voice I heard- a call through the door
A comfort I could barely hear at all
Brother it was in the stillness I began again
I wish the same to you.
And oh, we'll find ourselves, be it slow
And all the while I said it would be so.
From the narrows climb, our hands to the stone
Naked amidst heights that tell us to be known
Brother how I wish the same to you.
And oh, the voice I heard- a call through the door
A comfort I could barely hear at all
Brother it was in the stillness I began again
I wish the same to you.
And once I meet the man I am
I'll tell him I am older
And when he meets the man I'll be
I'll show him he is younger
And now I've met the man I am,
I know him to be older.
Now I've met the man I am,
I know him to be younger than I.
All the mornings come, I wake to adore.
Written by: Bryce Garrett Alber, Matthew Alber
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