Swinging

The creak of the chain
The rhythm of the wind through the trees
Memories of the past replace the pain
Hearts are harder to fix than skinned knees.

Hand in hand
The pebbles between our toes
Barefoot in the sand.
We'll set off to the place that no one knows.

Higher and higher
This love's spreading like fire
Keep swinging, keep swinging
Can't you hear the ringing?
Of the silver bells in the distance.

The rust under my fingertips
The cold wood I'm sitting on.
The static from our lips
Could last till dawn.

Don't be afraid, just let go
Sun in your eyes, glistening with tears
Shake the ground of the earth below.
Who ever knew the past was so near.

Higher and higher
This love's spreading like fire
Keep swinging, keeping swinging
Can't you hear the ringing?
Of your knee shaking voice.

Let's sit in the sand box
With the old acoustic guitar
Sing me "our song" that we heard on those late night walks.
Leave in me a permanent scar.

So, higher, and higher
This love is spreading like fire.
Keep swinging and swinging
Can't you hear the ringing?
Of the funeral bells.

Reviews

[mim]

why has no one reviewed this?
it's really good, is it a redraft of the one i like? i ca't remember. it's flows well.. and the last line works well. brings it to a full stop.