Brother, You Got Loud

Paroles de « Brother, You Got Loud »

Intro: drums only

Verse

Ten past nine and the kettle's going wild,
you're at the counter cutting bread like it's a job.
You ask me how the city treats a guy like me,
and I hear the second question underneath the first.
I say it's fine. I say the rent is criminal.
You laugh the way our father used to laugh —
one short breath, no teeth, no eyes.

Verse

By ten you've moved to what I owe the house,
the winter Mom fell down and I was in Ohio.
You've got my old room painted, you've got my bike,
you've got the orange cat asleep against the door.
I say a name and you say don't start.
And then we're both standing up, and neither of us knows
who stood first.

Chorus

Brother, you got loud —
so I got louder.
Brother, you got loud,
and I sound just like you now.

Verse

Somebody's kid is crying down the hall,
we drop to a whisper like we've done this all our lives.
You point the bread knife at the window, not at me,
say go on, go smoke, that's what you do out there.
And I stand out in January till my hands
forget the argument before my mouth does.
Two cigarettes. Maybe three.

Bridge

I know that jaw. I know that pause.
I know exactly where you learned to leave a door
half open when you slam it —
same place I did.
Same kitchen. Same clock.
Same man, cut in half.

Chorus

Brother, you got loud —
so I got louder.
Brother, you got loud,
and I sound just like you now.

Chorus

Brother, you got loud —
so I got louder.
Brother, you got loud,
and I sound just like you now.

Outro

Your gate code still works on mine.
I never changed it either.