Album: When I Was Everything
I can't imagine what it must be like
To be a mother to give a child life
They breathe the air you breathe before they know to speak
You give them everything - you are their story
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And the women on the wall breathe quiet desperation
The women on the wall wait for words to find them
We all have stories that speak to who we are
Some wait to be told some talk with no regard
It's those who never say they wait and softly pray
Their silence gives some hope every story will be told
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On their stonewall they wait for letters full of light
Coming across the wounded sea are no stories of victory
No mother should have to hear how death confirms her fear
Her one and only son lost for a freedom not yet won
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I can't imagine what it must be like
To live your story - after your child dies
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