'birthday Carol' Lyrics - Rundgren Todd

I was born this very morning 

and my brother he was also born, 

In our first nine months we learned to speak 

and we have been listening since early morn. 

I love no one but my brother 

who spent those months with me 

I hate no one and no other has so far hated me 

But it isn't yet the afternoon, 

and things are still to be, 

And when evening comes we all will see. 

I am not very old and I won't live long. 

I was born this very morning singing this here song 

Now I feel the worst for older people 

winding out their friendless hours alone 

Seeing lives like plays at final curtain 

looking out to find everyone has gone home. 

Is there something I can pray to? 

Some offering I can send? 

Or some ear that I can play to, to help him find a friend? 

And maybe then redeem myself to keep me from that end 

For the evening comes and who knows when. 

Oh, my brother, where is our mother? 

Is there no other to live together, 

To be our lover?