There is a a light shining in a window

In a night when there is nobody there

Except the girl who is missing

And the mother who’s grieving

And the sorrow that is too great to bear.

And the black bird flies from the branches

Of a leafless tree, into the mist of a black sky

And a mother wonders if she will make it to morning.

The is a voice crying in that darkness

When the moon and the stars won’t appear

For a heart more than broken

And the words left unspoken

with just emptiness, anger and fear…

And the black bird flies from the branches

Of a leafless tree, into the mist of a black sky

And a mother wonders if she will make it to morning.

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