Little Brother - Turin Brakes
Relax relax relax
My little brother
All that you'd been through
A lifetime
Cling on cling on
Cling on to me my little brother
And we'll laugh at the grand
Scheme of things
You burned yourself
Down to the ground
You picked me out from a crowd
You're losing it
But I couldn't tell
Till you hung yourself
You hurt yourself
You burned the bridge
The mole-hills turned to mountains
In your way
I've been there in solitude
But I could never save you that day
You got lost
In the grand scheme of things
You burned yourself
Down to the ground
You picked me out from a crowd
You're losing it
But I couldn't tell
Till you hung yourself
But you are keeping me breathing
Your voice is keeping me moving
There was a way out of this mess
Plenty of time find a new place
Catch you some sunshine
For you're face
We were running on empty
You killed yourself
But I was sleeping
