Song for R.

You see people coming from all sides
With their broken hearts and hollow eyes
And you try to love but it's easier to hate
When the seed that was planted was watered too late

Ooh, oh, child
Ooh, oh, child
Your roots stretch down to grow up wild
Roots stretch down to grow up wild

It was late last night when the doorbell rang
My brother in some trouble
He stood shaking on the doorstep in the rain
With a freight train pounding in his veins

And I took him in and cleaned him up
Gave him some water and I put him to bed
Then I cried for the sadness of his life
And his lonely struggle with addiction

Friends say, oh, what a shame
Mum says no one but himself to blame
But I don't want to play that game
'Cause I know the truth is not so plain

Call it a hard life or a lack of love
Call it passed down from his father
Call it lack of faith in God above
There are no easy answers

He is just a child, he is just a child
Arms stretched out for love
Arms stretched out for love
Arms stretched out for love