Four thousand years ago, as it was told,
Your Daddy took my Mommy cause yours was cold,
Sarah had an awakening in her womb
In the wasteland, to meet our doom


I’m reaching out over sands of time,
Trying to determine how to end these crimes,
They're killing children in God's name,
Help me show 'em this isn't a game


Millenniums later we remain at war
24 sides trying to even the score
Self fulfilling prophecies predict the end
Building weapons I can’t comprehend


Brother! From another Mother
Let me reach out to you

We crawled through the desert in total despair,
Angel appeared in the midnight air,
He showed us visions of fame to come
Religions springing from our blood


Millenniums later we remain at war
24 sides trying to even the score
Unless we change soon, no one wins
Reach out your hand, let’s begin

Brother! From another Mother
Let me reach out to you




Politicians and generals frantically scheme
Near the edge of the madman’s dream
Don’t let the bulldozers and settlers roam,
We’ll call off the jihad from your home


Sons and daughtersprophets and kings
Decay became oil then material things,
Self fulfilling prophecies predict the end
Building weapons I can’t comprehend

Brother! From another Mother
Let me reach out to you, to you
Let me reach out to you, to you, to you

Come stand next to me