Brother to Brother

My brother

I love the state of peace you're in

But you don't have to reassure how good it's been

'Cause I know it's hard

However though, my brother

Oh my mind has been weak

I'm telling you with gravity

In all my work you hold a part

But I can't keep on going

I put pen to paper

My reason has foundered

I'm caught in a lifetime of despair

It's fading like flowers

The flowers I painted back in June

Now write to me real soon

And tell me of the others

The answer

Always filled with praise and with love

You know I always dreamed of you

I'll follow you with all my heart

So listen to me, brother

We can make our paintings speak

Canvases, which even in calamity retain their calm

As long as you keep going

('Cause) I can see you're troubled

Your reason has foundered

You're caught in a moment of despair

We're fading like flowers

The flowers you painted back in June

So write to me real soon

And I'll tell you of the others

Brother to brother

Living on bread and wine alone

Tried to get sober

The flowers were painted back in June

They faded really soon

But far ahead of others