LYRA
Mothers of the Disappeared
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
Through the rain we see their tears
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat
We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat
We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat
We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat

Night 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 daughters cry
See their tears in the rainfall

Our sons and daughters
Were taken from us
I hear their heartbeat
I hear their heartbeat

I can hear their laughter
Can see their tears
I hear their heartbeat

We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat
We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat
We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat
We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat

We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat
We can hear their
We hear their, their heartbeat