July Talk - Brother Lyrics
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Brother
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What Are The Lyrics For Brother By July Talk?
Your mother's only son
If she had-a had one, if she had-a had one Your mother's only son My sisters born together Whispering soldier Winters getting colder, winters getting colder Yeah, you watch me getting older It was not a lonely summer Absence love is manufactured I was ready to be captured Oh, but hearts are made to fracture I was waiting by the phone For July Talk conversation Oh my love, you were so patient Running still intoxication Your mother's only son She's not the only one That watched me tell a lie No, he's not the only one That would leave me to die, leave me to die By the riverside Leave me to die Make your little sister cry There was romance in the waiting Short phone calls understated Secrets created We made our homes in different places Ecstasy ain't hard to come by I met her in the month of May Time came you went away History remain Your mother's only son She's not the only one That watched me tell a lie No, he's not the only one That would leave me to die, leave me to die By the riverside Leave me to die Make your little sister cry It's time to leave this to die by the riverside Leave this to die by the riverside Leave this to die Make our little sisters cry |
Who Wrote Brother By July Talk?
Ian Docherty, Peter Goyette Dreimanis, Leah Fay Goldstein, Eamon Michael Mcgrath, Daniel P Miles, Josh Earl Warburton
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What's The Duration Of The Brother By July Talk?The duration of Brother is 4:09 minutes and seconds. |
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