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.



Night hangs like a prisoner

Stretched over black and blue.

Hear their heartbeats

We hear their heartbeats.



In the trees our sons stand naked

Through the walls our daughter cry

See their tears in the rainfall.