Fallen through the cracks of
human kindness
Lost and forgotten and on your own
How can we live with the daily disgrace?
Born into pain we leave nothing to waste
No sign of light at all
Where are the children
locked inside us?
I’m sure they’ve only slipped away
My heart goes out to the TV screen
Frightened faces, a silent scream
No sign of hope at all
Hold On – when the night
has come
Hold On – under a smoking gun
Hold On – to a friendly face
Hold On – in your hiding place
Turn with your dream and
look inside you
Love is still alive and waiting there
It may be dark as you lie awake
But with the morning comes a better day
No talk of worry at all
Hold On – to a single
smile
Hold On – to the golden mile
Hold On – when a fist is raised
Hold On – to the games you played
Hold On – when there’s no one to see you
Hold On – when there’s no one to heal you
Hold On – to the distant chime
Hold On – you’re strong, you’re true and you’ll beat it this time
Sing for all the children
of tomorrow
Sing for all the children of today
Small faces swallow tears
In the room where no body hears them
No sign of rescue at all