Midnight, our sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us
Hear their heartbeat....
We hear their heartbeat
In the wind
We hear their laughter
In the rain
We see their tears
Hear their heartbeat...
We hear their heartbeat
Nigth hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heartbeat....
We hear their heartbeat
In the trees
Our sons stand naked
Through the walls
Our daugthers cry
See their tears in the rain-fall.
Were cut down and taken from us
Hear their heartbeat....
We hear their heartbeat
In the wind
We hear their laughter
In the rain
We see their tears
Hear their heartbeat...
We hear their heartbeat
Nigth hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heartbeat....
We hear their heartbeat
In the trees
Our sons stand naked
Through the walls
Our daugthers cry
See their tears in the rain-fall.
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