Sons of Honey - The Eldest Lyrics

I beg of you, my son
Just one last tale
Oh, his hair
Quite brown, and smooth, like yours
But I'll be quick, so I don't detour
You could find him, out at night
And surprise to all, it lent me no fright
But now I wish that I was there...
His death gave your father a scare
It brought your mother into despair
Oh, you share his eyes
Tender and sweet that I could cry
But his smile would crook left
I should've seen by the way he dressed
And now I'm left a mess
Oh, I thought I did fine
But now my sons life is on the line
Well he died once, and you'd be twice too many times
His death gave your father a scare
It brought your mother into despair
I'm telling you son that life it isn't fair
Your brother, my son, in the air
Oh, I see your hair
A different shade and it sways to the right
I've come to accept that as of tonight
And I can see you, as of now
Reading and tying your shoe
'Cause that's nothing like what he used to do
HE IS NOT YOU!