Mama's got blue eyes,
Daddy's got brown. 
Brothers One Two and Three all got the sea colors.
The sometimes blues and sometimes greens.
The stormy sky eyes it's easy to get lost in. 
Those lazy river eyes.

I got Daddy's browns. 
Browns. Like the earth beneath my feet. 
Brown like the mountains of the desert. 
The one big thing we share, Daddy and me. 
The family table only we're allowed to sit at. 
The big, Love Me Browns.

The browns that shine from my face are the same ones that
Laughed with me when I rode a bike for the first time.
That promised me safety as I dog-paddled in the pool without my floaties, scared to death. 
That shed tears for me when I left. 

We got the strong eyes, Daddy and me. 
Brothers and Mama can have the seas that change like the wind. 
They can keep their fickle ice. 
I'll take the earth. The quiet strength that hides pain easily in it's depths. 

Cuz Daddy and me, we ain't just got the
Playin catch, laughin in the sun kinda eyes. 

We got the ones that keep everything that actually matters inside.
We got the ones that hide the loneliness like it ain't nothin. 
We got the eyes that promise everything's gunna be fine,
When inside our hearts, it's chaos. 

See, Mama and the Brothers, they got Heavens.
Daddy and me, we got Hells. 
But I don't much mind if we got the browns. Not anymore. 
Because

They might write more songs about the blues and the greens,
But the browns are the ones doin the singin. 

And Daddy and me?
We got the most beautiful song you ever heard.