If this is heaven
Fellow sons and daughters will forgive my absence
If this is heaven
Put a lonely war to rest and a reborn peace to life
Better be heaven
For knowing is always half the battle
And addressing it is always the end of the beginning
I know you and that′s all I do
If my blade is in motion
Then the world doesn't move
I′m swingin' on (swingin' on)
In a field with no chains
Loceros
Angeles
I′ll be back to the ranch
It′s no difference to me
There's a house to hold and mouths to feed
But you, but you
For you, I can do more
For you deserve more and more
Can′t make up time in items said or done (or done)
My present past, but it's worse not knowing a future at all
For all of my pride
Is riding on this
What I can exchange
For all of my sins
For all of my sins
Are the greatest to do
I know all I′ve done
And I know you
Swing on, swing on
Swing on, swing on
Swing on, swing on
Swing on, swing on
Swing on, swing on
Swing on, swing on
Swing on, swing o–
Hurry the hell up!