We were brothers, that's what they called us,
Different fathers, different mothers,
He was black as the ace of spades, I'm white as snow,
But if you didn't see us you would never know.
The flickering candle lights our way down the corridors of time,
A passing breeze can snuff the flame if you don't see the sign.
Money in our pockets, fine clothes on our backs,
Good food in our bellies, there was nothing that we lacked.
He took a wrong turning, must have missed the sign,
I wasn't there to help him, I must have been blind.
The flickering candle lights our way down the corridors of time,
A passing breeze can snuff the flame if you don't see the sign.
It's easy when you know the score, it's hard when you forget,
That life can bite you in the backside, but you don't get upset,
There's always someone worse than you, in some hellish dive,
There's always someone worse than you, as long as you're alive.
The flickering candle lights our way down the corridors of time,
A passing breeze can snuff the flame if you don't see the sign.