Blood Lyrics - The Recordings Of The Middle East - The Middle East

Older brother, restless soul, lie down 

Lie for a while with your ear against the earth 

And you'll hear your sister sleep talking 

Say "Your hair is long but not long enough to reach 

Home to me 

But your beard 

Someday might be" 

And she'll wake up in a cold sweat on the floor 

Next to a family portrait drawn when you were four 

And beside a jar of two cent coins that are no good no more 

She'll lay it aside 

Older father, weary soul, you'll drive 

Back to the home you made on the mountainside 

With that ugly, terrible thing 

Those papers for divorce 

And a lonely ring 

A lonely ring 

Sit on your porch 

And pluck your strings 

And you'll find somebody you can blame 

And you'll follow the creek that runs out into the sea 

And you'll find the peace of the Lord. 

Grandfather, weary soul, you'll fly 

Over your life once more before you die 

Since our grandma passed away 

You've waited for forever and a day 

Just to die 

And someday soon 

You will die 

It was the only woman you ever loved 

That got burnt by the sun too often when she was young 

And the cancer spread and it ran into her body and her blood 

And there's nothing you can do about it now