Brother. Do you remember the games In the street? The stories you read as we were getting to sleep
Do you remember Steve Young, Stockton, Malone You remember that night you drove me home I was drinking and you were thinking What kind of brother could I be
( You know I hate when you sound like father to me)
You were always the best brother I wish I could show you That which you choose not to see You were the best brother a brother I wish I could be
(Here it is. can you see?)
Remember the fights? I must say you were mostly right I remember the tunes I can still hear you from my room
(Even now, though we live a city apart)
Do you remember when And do you remember when We were still friends I want to get high again
I am sorry I said you were a bad man I was in a bar and some man Thought he knew who you were
I never meant what I said
( " Your Matt's little brother? I know Matt he's a good man." 'You don't know who he is')
Remember when I told you I wish I was dead and then you said what you said And I've hated you ever since
But what you said Isn't what I thought you meant Come on man let's have a drink Let's be friends
