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A brother can be difficult, a blessing and a curse,
But living life without one is something far worse;
Together in fraternity, a sentence set for life,
Laced with petty rivalries and ready for a fight.
Where nothing's ever left unsaid, the battle lines are drawn,
Promises are broken, attack again at dawn;
Weapons drawn and ready, and who will fire first?
Hands strong and steady hit exactly where it hurts.
But you never leave a love so rare,
You never leave a love so long;
Remember that the life we share,
Is nothing but a song.
You should put on a happy face for everybody new,
But the closest to your heart so rarely get the best of you;
A moment's contradiction and the bickering's begun,
Daughters after mothers, and fathers are their sons
But you never leave a love so rare,
You never leave a love so long;
Remember that the life we share,
Remember that the life we share,
Is nothing but a song.
Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh,
Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh,
Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh.
You never leave a love so rare,
You never leave a love so long;
Remember that the life we share,
Remember that the life we share,
Remember that the life we share,
Is nothing but a song.
Oh, it's nothing but a song.
Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh.
This song was conceived in Vancouver and born in St. Louis. The boys got bumped up on a long haul flight and several free GT's and even more "frank" language ensued. The kind of conversations that begin with, "Do you know what your problem is...." etc.. etc..
Long story short, the feuding friends wake up, immediately make amends and go directly to the hotel gym to pretend to workout (as best friends do). McCann has trouble communicating face to face and follows up on said faux exercise session with a poem emailed right into the heart of Doyle's iPhony. He responds with verse two and another song takes shape. The music followed us across the border... and they all lived happily ever after.