Brother can you spare some change?
For the night is grim and incomprehensible
It's 3am and your rib cage isn't broken yet
Can you lend a light for your own Viking burial?
And brother can you stand me now?
I'm taking your rings to avoid complications
The world won't stop even tho I'm begging it to
Can you hum a tune to my skulls vibration?
So I'll talk to myself to repel isolation
Like the child in the dark does for self preservation
I called you by your name...
Brother can you spare a thought?
My memory is your salvation
Your memory is my executioner
If we meet halfway it's some consolation
And brother if you could see me now
I'm chained to this rock and the sea level's rising
Guilt and love are lurking in the water somewhere
Guilt's laughing and love's terrorising
So I'll pick at the bones and I'll suck out the marrow
And I'll use it to tend whatever hell's left to harrow
I called you by your name...
Pony boy, pony boy
Won't you be my pony boy?