| I caught a vision of you
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| Looking in the mirror
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| A picture I had seen
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| Before me all these years
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| I’d always wanted me to
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| Follow where you walked
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| To be the image of this brother I had watched
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| Well I know dear brother
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| That the sand it falls away
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| Into the hour glass
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| With every passing day
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| We chose our own roads
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| But no matter what the cost
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| I stand before you saying
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| No, nothing was lost
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| We may have followed beating hearts and settled down
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| We may have built a life far away in another town
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| But blood is thicker than the water in the ground
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| You are my brother with my brother I am found
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| I have that photo where I’m cradled in your arms
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| I’m still that boy now offering shelter from the storm
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| Well I release you from your standing of the guard
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| I push your boat away and know you will go far
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| We may have followed beating hearts and settled down
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| We may have built a life far away in another town
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| But blood is thicker than the water in the ground
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| You are my brother with my brother I am found
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| At rest or in motion that we keep
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| Inside tucked away in lock and key
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| Some things in this life were made to last
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| Like brother when I see you, no time has passed
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| We may have followed beating hearts and settled down
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| We may have built a life far away in another town
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| But blood is thicker than the water in the ground
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| You are my brother with my brother I am found
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| You are my brother with my brother I am found
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| You are my brother with my brother I am found |