The younger brother slams his fork down

Watching all the big mouths get up and sing

He's been wrestling with his thoughts

Now thinks he'll show them all when he says something

Here is a child so willing and able

But of a size unrecognised by the table

And each night this resumes till the thought begins to stew

"I know so much better than all of you," uh-huh

Uh-huh

The younger brother's twenty-six now

Staring at some big crowds watching him sing

Singing all about his thoughts

How no one in the world really understands him

But then a thought appears when he notices

All the lips moving just like his

He thinks, "Well, how much do I deserve

Whose seat have I really earnt?" And with a big mouth he sings

"Oh, how many people don't question their word

And like a child only want to be heard?"

Oh, to say something

Oh, no, no, no, no

Just to say something

Oh, no, no

Oh, just to say

What do I know? (What do I know?)

What can I say? (What can I say?)

I need someone (I need someone)

To validate (Validation)

The table waits (The table waits)

What can I bring? (What can I bring?)

Am I someone?

Oh, am I something?