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…