They're walking slow in Houston
Speechless in D.C.
There's no way I could tell
you
What he meant to me
Your mother's a survivor
She'll do what must be done
Her children will revive her
And help her see the sun
She almost knew that unison
But the singing stopped too
soon
Now she shares the silence
With a man up in the moon
To speak of missing persons
Tonight there's only one
And we all carry with us what
the man's begun
And you can sing this song
On July the Fourth
In the sunny south and the
frozen north
It's a day of loss, it's your
day of birth
Does it take a death to learn
what a life is worth?
Your brothers are all older
And they'll take it in their
stride
The world's a little colder
But manhood's on their side
Now you're the little girl-child
And you look so much like
him
And he's right there inside
you
Each time you want to sing
Sing of missing persons
Tonight there's only one
But he's where you can find
him when it's said and done
And we will sing this song
On July the Fourth
From the sunny south and the
frozen north
This will always be your day
of birth
May you always see what your
life is worth
(c) 1980 INARA MUSIC / ASCAP
Marco Giunco |
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