My Brother's Keeper Lyrics

So many actors fail to be humanists

Lacking empathy

I feel I've been a few of them

From growing up on television

To catch a glimpse of them

To watching the news

Trying to make some sense of it

Many fail to be human

Wanting something exclusive

Watching what you are doing

People test your patience

Results are inconclusive

I can't say how I feel

So I put my thoughts to music

I feel like I'm being influenced

Not that it's abusive

It's more for my amusement

It's greater to have love

That passes all illusion

Than to have what, passes as confusion

At last, when I was losing

Caught up with the users

Was asked to be a beggar

Told them, "I'mma choose her"

Make some room for ya

It's got nothing to do with ya

What's it mean to you?

There has to be a future

What is the world coming to?

Something someone out of their mind would do

The end of all we know to be true

A loaf of bread, and a pint or two

Don't ask why I'm stressed

I'm minding you

You're looking for me

Well, I'm finding you

You'll find me sitting beside the truth

They hide behind walls

Their mind's the proof

I ain't seen it all

But there's nothing new

If I told a lie

No surprising you

But, I'd rather be put to death

For telling all my secrets

Than to hear you ask

"Am I my brother's keeper?"

Too many lights fail to be luminous

Where they gather in my name

Yeah, there was two of them

Said, "It was nice knowing ya"

But, I never knew of them

Told them I'll what I can do

And get to it, then

Many fail to be human

Looking out for the crew

When they're not all cruising

Aware of your own impact

Not making excuses

It's been an obstacle

Just trying to get through with it

But, "Never say never" on my schedule

Thought I made it worse

In the end, I made it better

I push it to the limit

My foot is on the pedal

I forgive your debts

So I don't become a debtor

But still, I don't feel forgiven

Speak for yourself, something's missing

What is the world coming to?

Something someone out of their mind would do

The end of all we know to be true

A loaf of bread, and a pint or two

Don't ask why I'm stressed

I'm minding you

You're looking for me

Well, I'm finding you

You'll find me sitting beside the truth

They hide behind walls

Their mind's the proof