Until Tomorrow, Brother.
I'm on the other side thinking about you. Anticipating the time I will get to embrace you. Closing my eyes, and foreseeing us kids again in the pit, nevertheless, pally.
I know you were wretched. I know you were crestfallen, but all I remember is you and me in the orphanage we will never call home.
Now that you are gone, I can't find my haven.
Oh, it is strenuous being on this side, the other side.
But I wait every day for the hereafter. I shut my eyes in loud space and muffle the noise. I listen to you, and abandon the life that took you from me.
Today I lie on my bed, tomorrow I find you again.
Until tomorrow, brother.