| Miscellaneous
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| Brother Esau
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| My brother Esau killed the hunter, back in 1969,
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| Before the killing was done his inheritance was mine.
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| When at first my brother walked away,
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| Before a weary band,
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| Esau gave his sleeplessness for a piece of moral land.
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| Our father favored Esau, he was eager to obey,
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| All the wild commandments, the old man shot his way.
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| But all this ended when, my brother failed at war,
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| He staggered home and found me in the door.
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| Esau he’s on rollerskates today,
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| And he make a statement to someone in L.A.
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| Sometimes at night I dream, he’s still that hairy man,
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| Shadow boxing the apocalypse, wandering the land.
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| Esau holds the blessing, brother Esau holds the curse,
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| I was thinking that the blame was mine,
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| But suspected something worse.
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| The more my brother looks like me, the more I understand,
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| The silent war it bloodied both our hands.
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| None of us can win.
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| Outside that dream, still that hairy man.
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| Well sometimes at night I think I understand.
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| Shadowboxing the apocalypse, wandering the land. |