Brother.

Diggin' ditches, with my hands,

slinging serenades, still sifting through this trance.
From the desert, to the river; keep it low.
Help me keep my secrets close to my chest.


Hey brother, keep it low
by the wayside weathered by the wind and snow...


Made mistakes. Mistakes made me.
Y'know it ain't the Holy Water that keeps you clean.

Are we created to compromise?
To make believe? To live our lies?


Hey brother, keep it low
by the wayside weathered by the wind and snow.
Hey sister; stay the course.

Don't lose your faith in the Pearly Gates
'cuz the Devil's coming back for more.
Hey sister!


Brother you best forgive me.
I know this town and they won't let me.

So I'll push it until they accept it,
except that they're exempt from progress.
Sister, you built the walls around you

to protect you from the truth;
we're all scared to be alone.
Everyone. Except for you.

Except for you.