More Brother Rides Lyrics - Singles - Will Oldham

Mention of the stars reduce us back, 

They, about them, have time's things hanging; 

We are around near the railroad track 

Checking out the thundering. 

Names you call could have been ours 

To call and live among them; 

Friends come by and spend some hours 

And then back down to working... 

At night, things come and half a life, 

Not so silly walking, 

All different clothes in the half light 

And a halting way of talking. 

There really was one way to be, 

Yet this is not it, we think, 

To be such younger folk as we 

Not levelled as we drink 

We're busted up, so ragged down 

And kissing and subsisting; 

Our eyes glint wild and roll around 

And the dog, he whines insisting, 

He asks that we allow the sex 

To make us unrecognizable; 

That we allow slow violence 

To prove us rebaptizable.