Fog

a child born, no father around
he was killed just waiting for the baby to come
mother shouts, “where are you son”
his flesh wrapped in a blanket

how can I sing
it's never the same

how do I hold onto hope
when the earth beneath is fading away
everything I ever believed
has turned to fog

“I'm scared” she was waiting for help
the world has heard, last voice of a girl
the tears of brothers the cries of mothers
do I live to see it dry?

how do I hold onto hope
when the earth beneath is fading away
everything I ever believed
has turned to fog

how can I sing...
never the same...
how can we live...
how do we hold...onto hope?
×