Florence Berlin

You are my grandfather's son
And for that reason
I need you nearer

And on my insides I am haggard
And on some insides there are vultures
If they begin to ravage your love
Don't cower or run for cover

Don't feel bad, you've got to drown or smother
Smother them

And I can't say whether I believe hearts are cultured
I can't say whether I care, or whether it matters
Maybe hearts are better, better bitter, battered, filthy, vulgar
Maybe that's why the broken lonely ones, they hold on a little longer

But all I know, all I know
All I know, and all I know
And all I know, all I know

Is I want to see you, yes I want to see you
I want to see you, yes I want to see you
And I want to see you, I want to see you see all those countries

Maybe I'm my own mother
And I will always take care of my brother
But you are my family now too
And how I loved you then
And how I will and how I do
And how I do