Piano Brother - Jordan Klassen

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