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One of
the women I interviewed for The Mothers Project
said that the mothers
who could most identify with her loss and constant longing to know where
her
child is, are mothers whose children were abducted. I had written a song
about
abducted childen, years before. So, I added "All
the Stolen" to The Mothers
Project.
All the Stolen
©2004 Celeste Billhartz
I've been searching the midnight sky
I remember the years gone by
Kiss good night in your warm, cozy bed
Little curls on your dreamy-dream head
In the news, on TV, radio
Photograph, call your friends, they don't know
Little boy, little girl, daughter, son
Search the world for my own stolen one
I've been searching the midnight sky
I remember the years gone by
Kiss good night in your warm, cozy bed
Little curls on your dreamy-dream head
To the man or the woman out there
Keeping secrets ... it's time, now, you share
Tell the truth, bring your proof, bare your
soul!
Peace will come when you empty the bowl
I've been searching the midnight sky
I remember the years gone by
Kiss good night in your warm, cozy bed
Little curls on your dreamy-dream head
A sweet college girl out for a run
Just a kid on a bike, having fun
All the stolen ... return them, you must!
Point the way to their faces ... or dust
I've been searching the midnight sky
I remember the years gone by
Kiss good night in your warm, cozy bed
Little curls on your dreamy-dream head
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©2004 Celeste Billhartz |