brothers and sisters
we put up an act
the act of not caring
the act of no sharing
but when it comes down to the line
we will be there in time
for the brother or sister
in just the nick of time
we say we don't care
if they were not here
but in the real
we miss them so dear
and we cant stop
wishing they were here
then we feel bad
because when they left
they were mad
because of a fight
that happened that night
over some dumb old thing
that we lost sight
of what matters the most
which was the love
of a brother and sister
but now its to late
they had gone to the gate
and died alone
over a little old fight
when we lost sight
of the love
but don't feel bad
deep down
they found the sight
of the love between
there brother and sister.