My older brother died five years ago on this day (2nd November). His kidding around and politically-incorrect language used to drive me mad as a kid, but it would be nice to hear such things from him again now I suppose............................
In your own thoughts
That can wound so badly
Dig so deeply
Past ideas that never worked
Contradictions
With your Ziggy Stardust hair
Loved to tease me
Called me names not heard today
Call me names
Call me names
Silence breaking through my open pores
It travels through my yellow bones
Stupid hopes were all we ever had
Couldn't see the good times from the bad
Open up your soul
Darkened is my door
Born a lie
It's your own thoughts
That can wound so badly
Dig so deeply
Past ideas that never worked
It's your own thoughts
That can wound so badly
Dig so deeply
Past ideas that never worked
Contradictions
With your Ziggy Stardust hair
Loved to tease me
Called me names not heard
