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My brother died so long ago
i see him at night on the swing.
i remembered the times we had before he died
his death changed everything...

every night i see his ghost
it haunts me as if he's still here
i see him swing, he glances my way
and then he disappears...

i used to push him every day
before he left me alone
i remember how he begged me to push harder
he'd be tranced into another zone...

i remember how he screamed that night
when the truck fell on our car
i remember how loudly that i screamed
when i found his wounds wouldn't leave just a scar...

i want to run out to him when i see him at night
and say that i miss him so
but i believe that he's swinging in peace
and it's about time i let him go...

my brother died so long ago
i see him at night on the swing.
i remembered the times we had before he died
his death changed everything...