Come with me, little brother
Come run away with me
To a land distant from here
Where there is no violation
Towards you or me
No purple, red or blue bruises
To adorn our brown hides
I know you are hurt
Deep inside your little soul
I wish I could have been
Able to help you become whole
But now no more, little one
Let it be our secret
That we ran away to oblivion
Away from dad to be on our own