Even when I was at my lowest
With nothing left to give
I gave to you my all
So that you may, still live
And even when you plundered
I would feel the rain
And underneath your dying breath
I breathed in your pain
You squander looks and attitude
A quibble on the floor
Rolling blankly ‘cross the kitchen
Blithely out the door
Even though I’m at my lowest
I give to you my all
So that you may shine, as you do rise
And I extinguish in my fall
What are you grateful for? Two times in a row…???
I’m grateful that you’re my brother… and for this song: