I still see my brother Michael
Pressed and polished shaking hands down at the store
Everyone bady come to see the all-star hop
The greyhound bus and go to war
He punched me in the arm to say goodbye
It was the first time that I saw our father cry
I kept all my brother's letters tied in ribbon in a box
Beneath my bed
Every night I read by flashlight with
The covers in a tent above my head
His words said"Not to worry doing fine"
It was his way of trying to ease my mind
While I was trying not to read between the lines
The weight of the world too heavy to lift
So much to lose so much to miss
It doesn't seem fair that an innocent boy
Should have to carry the weight of the world
Then it was football games and homecoming and
Picking out our dresses for the prom
With my brother in some desert dodging bullets
When he wasn't dodging bombs
While we went from the land of brave and free
To just being afraid to disagree
While I was being brought down to my knees
The weight of the world too heavy to lift
So much to lose so much to miss
It doesn't seem fair that an innocent boy
Should have to carry the weight of the world
It was the middle of December when
The Army sent my brother home at last
While the flagpole by the football field flew
The colors half-way down the mast
The wind blew cold and snow was coming down
Still everybody turned out from our town
As we laid my brother in that frozen ground
The weight of the world too heavy to lift
So much was lost so much was missed
It doesn't seem fair that an innocent boy
Should have to carry the weight of the world
Should have to carry the weight of the world
