Etwas
Brandon Peterson
You threw a line, I took the bait
Against every nervous feeling
You ushered in the renaissance of social, mental healing
Now I'm back there in the rain on that warm winter day
Sipping tea and talking life
And how we always look for meaning
We come up short, we spin our wheels
We end up right back in the dark
We fight the fight, we live our lives
Always just shy of a spark
And with one stupid twitch of a finger
A mother lost a son
A love lost a lover
A pride lost its heart
We all lost our brother to time
Wе can all go back to take the blame
But nonе of us can ever feel the way
His shadow felt on that long summer day
His shadow felt on that long summer day
His shadow felt as his body slumped away