‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’
The swing sits abandoned with only the wind pushing its weight. 
‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’
There are no more children laughing and running around the park. They’re afraid of what happened here years ago.
‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’
They’re afraid of what happened to me.
‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’
I loved being on the swing. I would always fly so high. 
‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’
One day, I was alone in the park swinging and laughing. But then a man came and took my life away.
‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’
They never found all of me, just pieces. And the man who took my life was never caught.
‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’
So, now I spend my days stuck here hoping to fly one more time.