Bring Our Children Home or Everything Is Nothing

Walked through the hall of reflection
There, I bared my soul
For months I carried this weight
Got used to uncomfortable
Faces leap from the mirrors dotted along the path
Each one it swears they have answers to all the questions
That my lost heart could ask

And when the monarchy tires
They lust for violence
And so they send out the paupers
And the mother is crying

She's singing, "bring my children home, home"
She's screaming, "bring my children home, home"

All that I've learned in my life
I cannot purport to know
Energy constantly transforms
If there's a meaning, it's probably meaningless

And when the monarchy tires
Oh, they lust for violence
To entertain all the paupers
And the father is crying

He screaming, "bring my children home, home"
He singing, "bring my children home, home"

Stand tall, my brothers
Naked as a flame
You're the one that they wanted now
Give back the mother's heart!
Buried beneath the blame

Stay true, my sisters
Impervious to their shame



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Tsagakis, Matthew Embree, Steve Choi, Joseph Troy
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