Brian, you're not dying, yet.
Sometimes, you think you are
Everybody's rock, soon to be forgot
Smile anyway, for they can't see scars
When too much time is spent looking at stars

Brian, why are you lying?
You won't get pretty far that way.
Brian, I can see you're trying.
I can see you're hiding.
But what are you hiding from, what are you trying to do?
But you won't tell me. Had to be the quiet child.

Don't listen to them Brian, you haven't committed a sin
don't be let them pin you down.
I know you have your doubts,
But Brian you can take the quick way out.
I'll hold the door
Maybe you just need to get some sun
Always so cold when you have to hide.

Brian, I know your hurting
Averting any confrontations
but Brian, you could run with lions
Don't give up on your Zion.

We may not be friends
But Brian, I hope the best for you.
I'll hold the door open
So you don't have too.