when it gets so dark   that i can't see out   i think about my brother   and how i cannot leave him   and i know i'll see this through      drove around all night   slept in the back seat   woke up lost and clouded   walked around and thought about it      it was sunday & the street was empty   the sound of ringing bells   pulled me back again   i don't want you to hear those bells   ringing for me      the sunday street