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Broken Brothers

by Brian Keenan, Ben Yonda

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1.
the bedroom blinds hang vertical, where holding hands read the personals, you're the finish line with no laurel, with no victory to taste, just the paper match and the tv stand, thin coat of dust on the mannequins, and the summer dress you left hanging in, oh the place we used to kiss, now it's getting hot here on this sandy shore, wish you'd need me less and want me more, and the sunburned skin at the hotel door, but you won't let him in, and they found their own idea of home, when they say they don't need ya anymore, their own idea of home, so it's gray ones down with the sidewalk girls, spinning heads around bicycles, cut their necklines in the motion blur, no i wasn't far from it, and you're smudging lines blind across your phone, making star maps for the miserable, got four hundred friends and a quiet phone, to keep you up at night, and they found their own idea of home, when they say they don't need ya anymore, their own idea of home, left the room scraping for words, flick the switch, let the bulbs get warm, and he'd miss you more as an afterthought, so we're down to this, sing major chords, see colors bleed, kiss the lips, part the zipper's teeth, and i'll take my hours with me when i leave, set their memories free, and they found their own idea of home, when they say they don't need ya anymore, their own idea of home.
2.
Take me with you I'll break in two One half to wear around your neck The other to come home to Take me with you I'm afraid of what you will do We're on the verge of something good I wanna see it all the way through There was a time You cried at the news There was a time I tried to keep it from you Take me with you I'm government issue There's a war outside these doors I don't think you know what you're getting into Take me with you Just in case you continue Drinking in the city's sin And roaming like a lion on the loose
3.
he takes two it makes the lights go out, a mis-sent melody goes dropping down, we never were much for the prowl, leave me sweating and unseen, the pitch black, the madness and the meant-to-bes, we'll hang lifeless in the daydream, and don't you wake me, don't trust your mouth, that's not something you'd say, and tomorrow you'll wake powder fresh and not afraid, no more talking blues, halogen lights, the stolen hand i caught between the cage and flight, and i hoped it would hurt so much more, and cut me down, with the broken and the bold, but you better get to know, hold your breath and move real slow, forget you name, but tell me, if we're getting close, and it hurts so much more. he trades the tree for the splinter, a bit of blood and bathe me in the words, just take a full spin, and forget her, and let me walk in place, spare the me second hand, spare me the month of may, did you hope i'd look the same? the memory fades, don't trust your mouth, that's not something you'd say, and tomorrow you'll wake powder fresh and not afraid, no more talking blues, halogen lights, the stolen hand i caught between the cage and flight, and i hoped it would hurt so much more, and cut me down, with the broken and the bold, but you better get to know, hold your breath and move real slow, forget you name, but tell me, if we're getting close, and it hurts so much more.
4.
It hasn't been the same Since the time you went away There's gotta be another day to reclaim The steam pouring from the grate The parking lot empty It's the smell of gasoline I crave So many times over the years I watched you disappear I watched you disappear Into some big idea I watched you disappear The battleship sank To the bottom of the lake Water washed away the paint I don't know what to say Every time they ask me It must be Mercury Retrograde So many times over the years I watched you disappear I watched you disappear Into some big idea I watched you disappear I know how it seems That we're making our own misery That's alright with me FIrst to show And the last to leave
5.
this voice only speaks when it's poisoned. only finds out in the morning, it's just a pale little light. you leave with the lovely and the lessened, only stays when you let them, only knows what you like. 'don't go', says the cold arms to the floorboards, i need ya just a bit more, i can't tell you why. so still, the joyful barely moving. who thought we'd ever choose this. can't say we never tried that's when your legs broke free the cacophony, of sawtooth waves and linen sheets, a winter's remedy, straight lines go circling, i was a boy, you kept me clean attack and release, come now my chemical relief, i was your boy, you kept me clean.
6.
Circling the old neighborhood As the winter days are growing shorter Just like my mind, they couldn't decide Whether to stay, to rain, to sleep, or to defy Hammer in hand, prying open the paint cans Reluctantly breaking up a house of glass A dark place on the map A dark place on the map Visions of how it used to be Capone's poets up there on the balcony Wandering and waiting patiently Through fireworks, cursive words and smoke rings Standing there in my old place under the overpass Hung some Christmas lights, a horseshoe and an American flag A dark place on the map A dark place on the map Hanging down at the Lady of Snows With the beggars, the borrowers in yesterday's clothes Taking tickets from the windshields as we walked And staying up all around the clock The waitress handed us a tarot deck Oh, how the years have gone And how quick they went A dark place on the map A dark place on the map

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In 2013, Keenan and longtime friend/collaborator Ben Yonda released ‘Broken Brothers’, a 6-song split EP. It features 3 tracks apiece, each representing some lost tracks from the artist’s catalogs. ‘Take Me With You’ details what it is like to be left behind, and longing to venture where you know you don’t belong. ‘I Watched You Disappear’ is a long goodbye, where a friendship slowly turns into “steam pouring from the grate”.

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released July 18, 2013

Brian Keenan's Tracks:
Songwriting: Brian Keenan
Producer: Brian Keenan
Studio: Java Street
Mastering: Brian Keenan
Released: July 15, 2013
Musicians:
Brian Keenan: Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Drums, Keyboards
Jen Browning: Vocals, Keyboards

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Brian Keenan is a singer-songwriter from Brooklyn, NY.

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