LONG WAY HOME
LONG WAY HOME
A NUMB3RS FANMIX FOR DON & CHARLIE EPPES
Don and Charlie are brothers who lost their mother to cancer, and
now live in the constant, welcome presence of their father. It hasn't
been easy, and life continues to present stressful situations to these
brothers who are a classic example of the successful sibling syndrome trope.
Don and Charlie are each others greatest fans and truest supporters,
but the undertone of "you're so much better than me" and "I hate myself
for resenting it, and hate my inability to love you unconditionally like family does"
is aggressively present throughout this show.
After all, when your younger, 13 year old, prodigal mathmatician brother
graduates High School in the same class as you, and you find yourself
saving lives and fighting crime as an FBI agent,
things don't quite add up like they 'should'.
LISTEN HERE
CARRY ME HOME;
Carry me home when the light in my eyes does fade
Carry me home when the shadow comes to take us away
Lay down my bones knowing I’ll be in a better place
Release my soul, carry me home
LET ME IN;
Let me in Theres darkness all around us
and the night is drawing closer, closing in
Let me in Those words you said were useless
We better dress ourselves up faster with thicker skin
UNSTEADY;
Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady A little unsteady
Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady
A little unsteady
BE AS YOU ARE;
There are moments when you fall to the ground
But you are stronger than you feel you are now
You don’t always have to speak so loud, no
Just be as you are Life is not always a comfortable ride
Everybody’s got scars that they hide
And everybody plays the fool sometimes, yeah
Just be as you are
WHAT HAPPENED;
I want them just to hold on
hoping just to have one, one day, one day
But since you shined a light on
all my hopes have all gone away, away.
HEAVEN FORBID;
It's on your face, is it on your mind
would you care to build a house of your own
How much longer, how long can you wait
It's like you wanted to go and give yourself away
SMOTHER;
I should go now quietly
For my bones have found a place
To lie down and sleep
Where all my layers can become reeds
All my limbs can become trees
All my children can become me
What a' mess I leave
To follow
BELIEVE;
I had the strangest feeling
Your world's not all it seems
So tired of misconceiving
What else this could've been
ALL WE DO;
All we do is hide away
All we do is, all we do is hide away
All we do is chase the day
All we do is, all we do is chase the day