My brother's blood boils in my armsnIt balls my fingers into fistsnIt bubbles blisters burns my palmsnIt floods with fury, fights, and fitsnIt's got the good guy in me hidingnIt kicks my humble heart aroundnIt's got me fiendin' for the fire nThat could finish off this townnIt's got me good.....nnIt's my brother's blood on a cherry treenIt stains the bark from branch to rootnIt puddles thick with pits and leavesnIt strains the sweetness from the fruitnIt's got me lookin' for communionnA hidin' spot off undergroundnAn open plot I could climb in tonA lighting promise in my mouthnA blackout oath I swore and meant, but couldn't conjure up againnI don't know one thing about my brother's bloodnNo,I don't know one thing about my brother's bloodnnIt's my brother's blood nIn my dirty lungsnIn my crooked mouthnOn my swollen tonguenOn my father's gunnOn each stranger's facenAcross the bluebird skynOn every hand I shakenNight after nightnWith each chuckled prayernSuch sweet reliefnMy fists full of hairnWIth each desperate drive for elusive peacenWith every endless nightnWith each wasted weeknnAll that dialogue doublin' back on menAll that tangled talknAll my growling neednIt's my brother's backnIt's my father's armsnIt's every twisted factnIn my sorry heartnMy sorry heart, my sorry heart....nnI spit and scream what's done is donenGo make your peace with everyonenThey don't need to know about my brother's blood nNo they don't need to know about my brother's blood.n