His heart was in desperate need of a nail
If only for one brief moment
I caught a glimpse
But you are his brother
But you are his brother
Every leap year it's always the same
He's hiding amongst all the mourners
I saw his face
But you are his brother
But you are his brother
Falling down, but I just don't feel a thing
But I just don't feel a thing, I don't know why
Can you tell me why
I got no remorse
The lights went out as he walked through the marsh
Kicking the gas lamp over
Is that his face
But you are his brother
But you are his brother
Cowering silhouette on the wall
Lying away his murder
His double face
But you are his brother
But you are his brother
Falling down, but I just don't feel a thing
But I just don't feel a thing, I don't know why
Can you tell me why
I got no remorse
That's him in the ox-colored boots
Making his rounds
He's the one selling wilted bouquets
At the foot and for as long
Falling down, but I just don't feel a thing
But I just don't feel a thing, I don't know why
Can you tell me why
Falling down, but I just don't feel a thing
But I just don't feel a thing, I don't know why
Can you tell me why
I got no remorse