Brothers, Sisters, Lovers, Etc.

Brother, tell me now How you got this far but havent given up I fantasize about our future selves, The part in which we dive beneath the sun and drinking(?) Grandpa, on the platform Staring at his knees, they've got so worn, A penny on his shoes to keep him(?) A(?) on his skin to every inch of self thats left Heavy burdens and evening blues with things I knew quite well And after all were just waiting for the(?) Oh(?), you've got it bad Picks you up and drops you off so fast Feels like starting over every time, No matter what you say or choose you never get it right, So far what i've learned is that it doesn't hurt to try, Until it does i'll do my best tonight Baby,(?) bad Your feet are oh so dirty from those tracks, I wish that i had met you on the way, Instead of at the start where I could not find what to say, Regret's like saying no and being thick, or (?), or sway, we dont really talk so much these days, No we dont really talk so much these days -a.m.