Because I sucked your fingertip
Tasted the prick of blood
Seasoned with mud
Every time I bite my lip
I wonder how much of you
Still runs through
These veins
I know what we promised each other
You are still my blood brother
But do you remember?
Because you sucked my fingertip
Laughed when the deal was sealed
With a handshake in a field
Now when you get a papercut
Do you recall
Imagine me flowing all
Through your veins
I know what we promised each other
You are still my blood brother
Do you remember we said forever?
The arrangements are complex and engaging, almost every song has a bridge that pulls you sideways in the best way, the lyrics are often simultaneously emotional and hilarious, and the strings, my God! John Brownell
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