Brother
Frozen in the place I hide
Not afraid to paint my sky
With some who say I've lost my mind
Brother try and hope to find
You were always so far away
I know that pain
So don't you run away like you used to do
Roses in a vase of white
Bloodied by the thorns beside the leaves
That fall because my hand is pulling them hard as I can
You were always so far away
I know that pain
And I won't run away like I used to do
Pictures in a box at home
Yellowing and green with mold
So I can barely see your face
Wonder how that color taste
You were always so far away
I know the way
So don't you run away like you used to do
Like you used to do
Writer/s: Jerry Cantrell
