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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.
Details
GeneratedSep 25, 2025
Duration3:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, soul, acoustic, country, melodic
Credits
Prompt by
RetroGod735
RetroGod735ModelAria v4
Prompt
Mom wants her little girl, dad wants his boy, but they've been to war. Their innocence is gone. Their laugh never to be heard again, the heart is broken, the soul cold. Male vocalist, modern country
