Testo Heave

Heave another heave another sigh
We're the last sons
Thought our heads had locked
Heads have parted ways
So headstrong we're the last sons
Are we so are we so are we so different
We're night and day still the same
In the garland frame Though we left a mark upon a cherub face
Signs of love waste it all on the young
Are we so are we so are we so different