Little sister
Like her mother
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They are each other
Always something with you brother
It's not one drink
It's another
Watch where you step
Why oh why, my brother man
Did life not turn out as we may have planned
Fell on through
Like I always seem to do
Touchy feelings
We've all got moods
And at my best I know
That we're all going to be okay
I feel it in the sun, the night
The clouds up in my brain
As we grow up
We'll have each other
As our hearts grow full
Of friends and lovers
As we grow old
Oh brother
We will have grown with
One another