When The Child Is Gone

In a world divided it’s on its knees

There’s a tide to turn on this we all agree


If you build your house from the finest stone

It’ll can carry on when the child is gone


In a world defined by its endless greed

There’s a time to learn feel a stranger’s need


You can build you house from the finest steel

When the child is gone we no longer dream



It’s a race we’re running but its not our pace

You become aware there’s steeper hills to chase

 But If you build your house on some solid ground

When the child is gone,  letting go feels proud