Like an icy knife
Spilling blood in the cold of dawn
Under seas/ seige
Waves of sorrow - I mourn - my brother's gone ...

Why use words of warfare ?
Why do we do this ?
How could we add - each other
To the ranks that don't exist ?

I've tried to be all that I could
I've tried to please you any way that I should
I could've fallen - instead, I cried - yet stood
I've tried to be "bad-assed" - I've tried to be "good..."

I feel a part of me's gone
Whenever you're not around
Somehow - A madcapped loner
Frequenting the Lost and Found

Am I inside your conscience ?
You're sure as hell deeply on mine
Where is it that - We went wrong ?
It seems there's no answer to find ...

I am my brother's keeper
And he's always surely missed ---

Where's this dissension coming from ?
Of what's this frustration the sum ?
Instead of running, share the fun ...
Instead of hiding - you should come ...

Will world peace ever be in our hands ?
Will love blanket across all lands ?
Is it always fight or fu*k ?
Am I the only one ?

I am my brother's keeper
And he's always surely missed ---

I lie awake - alone here
Like the one that Judas kissed ---
 
 

Lyrics and Music by Al Tavers
copyright 1996 Jackal Enterprises/ Pentacle Records
a subsidiary of Prodigy Productions
All Rights Reserved

Another thing we joked about all of the time was - upon seeing someone,  uh ...
"attractive ..." - "Yep - that one's a KEEPER ..."

Of course, the expression was also used SARCASTICALLY -
in other  words, when they really WEREN'T so "attractive ..."