We Want Our Brothers Back

Too many believe
 In some master plan
 cause its hard to accept
 Whats not shapen by hand.
 But here, under the sun,
 Where events cant be undone;
 Once superstitions spent -
 You gotta know,
 We want our brothers back.
 The hurt came down
 From the clear blue sky.
 The sands of time
 Went rushing by.
 It came as a shock,
 Wed shut our eyes.
 Is this all thats left,
 Just a slow good-bye?
 The curators frown
 And they wax abstract.
 But, man, if you've found love
 What could matter more than that?
 Its a crime and a shame (selfish and vain)
 To try to justify this pain.
 I guess theyll think what they will -
 But before the dawn
 Theyll want their brothers back.
 The hope came down from a clear blue sky.
 The sands of time went rushing by.
 It came as a shock.
 We'd shut our eyes.
 Is this all that's left,
 Just a slow goodbye?
 The hope came down from the clar blue sky.
 The sands of time went rushing by.
 It came as a shock.
 We'd shut our eyes
 Is this all that's left,
 Just a slow goodbye?