Brother Run Them Down Songtext
von Constantines

Too many hospital rooms
Too many hanging men
Come live in bright, come desperation
You are not your generation

Days of doubt can ruin me
Brother, run them down
Live and let your hand undo them
Run me down
Come workin′ night, come paranoia
Come any hard time waitin' for ya

Too many restless years
Friend of me, you′re an embassy
In the middle of the night, a wayward nation
You are not your generation


Days of doubt can ruin me
Brother, run them down
Live and let your hand undo them
Run me down
Come live in bright, come desperation
You are not your generation

You come home from your good work
And I come home from singing
We'll go out and recognize each other
From a common beginning

Feel the break of silence
Here I am before him
I should run beforehand
Catch him deaf and meek
This is a song for sensitive men
The humor that it keeps
For timber thrust to the wrestling
I sing so I can sleep

Days of doubt can ruin me
Brother, run them down
Live and let your hand undo them
Run me down
Come live in bright, come desperation
You are not your generation