I look around as I stand in line I see so many people from years gone by But no one speaks we just smile and nod And look at the floor with our hands in our pockets As I fidget and play with my tie Don't look them in the eye and you might not cry So much love is unusual But why's it gotta be at a funeral This once for the Aces They pulled me out of my darkest places They showed me kindness and showed me love And I never said thank you the way I should've And now my little brother passed on I had a lot to say but I waited too long So I'll try to reach him with a song Dear Mitchell, We all miss you Thank you for the good times And the laughter through the hard times too I wanted to protect you since you were a kid Just like Jonas, Dave and Vigs But now I know it don't work like that We gotta be honest with the time we got I'll close my eyes and think of those who've gone And sing it loud so they feel this song Woah Our brothers coming home Make sure you welcome him back to the ocean where we all belong To much better things, a side of life we've never known Woah Our brothers coming home So make a place for him and wait for him right there with open arms And tell him that I said thank you