Lyric We want our brothers back

Too many believe
in some "master plan"
cause it s hard to accept
what s not shapen by hand.
But here, under the sun,
where events can t be undone;
once superstition s spent -
You gotta know,
we want our brothers back.
The hurt came down
from the clear blue sky.
The sands of time
went rushing by.
It came as a shock,
we d shut our eyes.
Is this all that s left,
just a slow good-bye?

The curators frown
and they wax abstract.
But, man, if you ve found love
what could matter more than that?

It s a crime and a shame (selfish and vain)
to try to justify this pain.
I guess they ll think what they will -
But before the dawn
they ll want their brothers back.