I walk alone along the street, faces blur, I just see feet
As I push my way out through the crowd, I’m not here, I’m falling down.

Breathing out, breathing in,
Dark and black through my head spin.

I walk alone full of despair, some people turn, some people stare
No-one can help me, some have tried, to ease the pain the tears inside.
The tightness grips my heart, the pain
Will never leave; my life’s in vain.

I walk alone my love has died, a cruel and twisted turn in life.
My lips are numb, my feet are lead
Please someone help me clear my head.
Despair and rage, I stumble down
Someone helps me off the on the ground.

I walk along this busy street, some heads turn, some others greet,
My mouth is dry I cannot speak, the dreadful words I must repeat

“He’s dead.  He died. My child has gone
War has taken my brave son.”

I walk alone, freedom is won, in this land where I belong
But others do not have the choice, freewill to act or sound their voice
We tried to help, protect, survive, but is their hope worth all our lives?