Superstition and reality,
they force me to write these words.
Subtle rhymes fall in time
aloud they go unheard.
Dear Brother, I want to write this one for you.
Though I'm not entirely sure why.
I'm stupid and I'll never be good enough,
not for your pale blue eyes.
Brother, don't you know you're impressive?
Musicality flowing through your veins.
Brother, did you know your words kill me...
it's too much to breathe in this pain.
Little brother, I swear to you...
you matter more than you know.
One of these days, you're gonna be a big star...
and I'll always be at your show.
Though you don't see me..not today,
tomorrow rests so near.
Gage....you'll never read these words
but there my "I love you" for you, dear.
