When I'm with you my heart sings. All the joy and everything. Washes over me and cleans me 'til I'm shining. For your touch there are no words. I fly with high hopes and the birds.
Fallen brother. He's a fallen husband. He's about to be woken in his hospital bed. He doesn't want to rest. He just wants to run. And he's tired of being told that he's the lucky one.