A Stolen Child

We drank from a cup of darkness,
our minds were numb to feeling.
We paid the price for their weakness
in our tender years concealing.
Just take my hand and run with me,
and forget the darkened faces,
We will ride the night and hide you now,
beyond the sunlit places.
Here weep no more for summers passed,
where innocence was taken.
The dirt will wash from callused hands
that fear not to awaken.
The tides will rise when dusk is near,
upon these banks we will not fear.
The waves can wash away our tears;
the sea will set us free,
In pools of tranquil sea water,
for all eternity.
Now feel at peace within my arms,
when the black moon hides the sun,
and fear not for the morning light,
When the two worlds become one
You will not look back on the darkness.
You will not look back at faces,
We will ride the night and hide you now,
beyond the sunlit places.
The tides will rise when dusk is near,
upon these banks we will not fear.