We live in a land where the footprints of ghosts linger

We can't erase our past with a snap of a finger

Unlike all the other famous cities out there

Happiness, they do not share

I know how you want to breathe that air

But those rich people don't care

So don't waste your life on this

Careless whisper of bliss

You know the right

You see the blight

But still, I see you packing your bags

To go to the city of rags

It hurts as you drive the car out of my driveway

I wish you would listen and stay

But I know that other mothers are watching their children go

Just like me, eyes blinded by winter snow

When they told me I couldn't believe it was real

The life someone could steal

You were dead, beside you the picture of a woman

Blonde hair, skin tan

I would find her

Sight a blur

Without you I am but a husk

But I know, there are other mothers standing above their children's grave

I'm not the only one

And you left your footprints right on my doorstep

She smiled as she picked up the roses

Looking up at the sun