MrRandomGuy
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There’s a woman crying out tonight,
She moans and wails, there is no light.
She cannot sleep at night,
She cannot make things right,
Her son has died,
He committed suicide.
No one noticed his pain,
They thought he was sane.
He was the one walking in the hall,
Bumped and not noticed at all.
And yet it changed right there,
With a flick and a swish of air.
Now they notice and care,
As they talk about it walking down the stairs,
“Who was he?” they ask,
After school has passed.
They tell his name,
And how they’re to blame,
But soon they’ll forget his name,
And everything will remain the same.
There’s a woman crying out tonight,
She moans and wails, there is no light.
How can they sleep at night?
How can they make things right?
She can’t sleep at night,
No one can make it right.
inspired by the song We Believe by Good Charlotte
There’s a woman crying out tonight,
She moans and wails, there is no light.
She cannot sleep at night,
She cannot make things right,
Her son has died,
He committed suicide.
No one noticed his pain,
They thought he was sane.
He was the one walking in the hall,
Bumped and not noticed at all.
And yet it changed right there,
With a flick and a swish of air.
Now they notice and care,
As they talk about it walking down the stairs,
“Who was he?” they ask,
After school has passed.
They tell his name,
And how they’re to blame,
But soon they’ll forget his name,
And everything will remain the same.
There’s a woman crying out tonight,
She moans and wails, there is no light.
How can they sleep at night?
How can they make things right?
She can’t sleep at night,
No one can make it right.
inspired by the song We Believe by Good Charlotte
