

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Mom wants her little girl, she prays every night, Dad wants his boy back, says, "It ain't right." But the swing in the yard don't creak anymore, It's quiet as the grave, and it cuts to the core. [Prechorus] They’ve seen the fire, they’ve felt the ash, Time moves forward, but they can’t look back. [Chorus] In the silence of the swing, where laughter used to soar, The heart breaks slow, like waves on a worn-out shore. Their world’s gone quiet, their dreams turned cold, In the silence of the swing, the pain takes hold. [Verse 2] The toys on the shelf gather dust in the light, Their colors fade, like memories at night. A photo on the mantle, a crack in the glass, The years keep on coming, but they can’t seem to pass. [Chorus] In the silence of the swing, where laughter used to soar, The heart breaks slow, like waves on a worn-out shore. Their world’s gone quiet, their dreams turned cold, In the silence of the swing, the pain takes hold. [Bridge] They hold hands in the kitchen, but the warmth is thin, Two souls stitched together, but unraveling within. The war they survived, it wasn’t overseas— It’s the one in their hearts, that never lets them be.
Tags
male vocals, soul, acoustic, country, melodic
3:52
No
9/25/2025