

You've got our father's
quiet posture now
Looking out across
the crowded station crowd
Ten years of radio silence in between
But you still wear that faded jacket,
forest green
We split the map when the court date was done
I went with her,
you stayed the only son
But sitting here, drinking coffee from a paper cup
It feels like we're finally growing up (hummmm)
Oh,
the house was sold,
the papers signed
But you can't divide the bloodline We are the branches of a
broken tree Reaching out to find our legacy (yeah)
Remember driving
down to the rocky coast
Before the silence
turned us both to ghosts
We laughed about the time the old car broke down
Some memories are still safe in this town
Oh,
the house was sold,
the papers signed
But you can't divide the bloodline We are the branches of a
broken tree Reaching out to find our legacy
We're still brothers, you and me (mmm)
Reaching out...