Piano Brother Lyrics

Oh, my brother is gone for the winter
He sings like he was a son of God
Fills his buckets with rain from the eaves troughs
Fills his buckets with rain
I know it's time
I know

I'm asking for some fire from the heavens
I'm asking for you to break the skin
And fill my buckets with gold, pure gold
I could still know some things that you know

It's time, I know it's time
I could still know