They lived up on a hill
In an old farm house along side the old wind mill
Out front was the old barn that leaned slightly to one side
It had been used for many years and filled the owners with pride
On the farm the family continued to stay
The mother and two sons living peacefully day after day
Then came a time when the mother grew sick
All gathered around the bed as the final clock began to tick
She passed away leaving the sons all alone
They continued to live but the farm no longer felt like home
Espically to the one son that was called Sam
He withdrew into himself and became just a shadow of a man
On the outside everything seemed fine
No one suspected that Sam was running out of time
Not even the other son, John, who worked the farm alongside him
So it came as a shock when Sam committed the ultimate sin
In that barn on the hill
A man entered and time stood still
Sam told John he was doing a chore and smiled as he went to the barn
A shot rang out that awoke the many sleeping animals on the farm
What to do when you enter the place that you knew so well
Only to find that your brother lays with a gun and an empty shotgun shell
What a sight to see that early in the morning
The heavens did weep as the rain started pouring
Mourning the loss of another so soon
As the wind whistled a sorrowful tune
So a few months after he had buried his mother
John had to keep it together so he could bury his brother
Staying strong as the world falls apart
Keeping their memories close to his heart
Yet he couldn't stand to stay
So he moved to get away
Now the barn on the hill stands empty along with the rest of the farm
An abandoned home ruined by death and self harm
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 11:52 AM UTC
They lived up on a hill
In an old farm house along side the old wind mill
Out front was the old barn that leaned slightly to one side
It had been used for many years and filled the owners with pride
On the farm the family continued to stay
The mother and two sons living peacefully day after day
Then came a time when the mother grew sick
All gathered around the bed as the final clock began to tick
She passed away leaving the sons all alone
They continued to live but the farm no longer felt like home
Espically to the one son that was called Sam
He withdrew into himself and became just a shadow of a man
On the outside everything seemed fine
No one suspected that Sam was running out of time
Not even the other son, John, who worked the farm alongside him
So it came as a shock when Sam committed the ultimate sin
In that barn on the hill
A man entered and time stood still
Sam told John he was doing a chore and smiled as he went to the barn
A shot rang out that awoke the many sleeping animals on the farm
What to do when you enter the place that you knew so well
Only to find that your brother lays with a gun and an empty shotgun shell
What a sight to see that early in the morning
The heavens did weep as the rain started pouring
Mourning the loss of another so soon
As the wind whistled a sorrowful tune
So a few months after he had buried his mother
John had to keep it together so he could bury his brother
Staying strong as the world falls apart
Keeping their memories close to his heart
Yet he couldn't stand to stay
So he moved to get away
Now the barn on the hill stands empty along with the rest of the farm
An abandoned home ruined by death and self harm
