Lyrics: Donna Jean Godchaux-MacKay, David MacKay
Music: Donna Jean Godchaux-MacKay, David MacKay
Another night, another day
Hoping to take the pain away
Rich or poor, black or white
Old and young alike
They grab at what is nearest
But they long for what is right
They are angry and confused
They are the children of the night
Something to say, something to be
Seeking a new identity
Fragile minds, broken hearts
Talking to the dark
But tomorrow comes too early
And yesterday is gone
They are somewhere in between, these children
Yearning to belong
Now they're climbing the walls
nd running loose in the streets
Searching in vain for the boundaries
But there's no bottom line
And nowhere to stand
They're plantig their feet in quicksand
Raising a doubt, raising a voice
Posing yet another choice
Right or wrong, come what may
We're having it our way
We've given up our children for our selfish appetites
And we wonder who will rescue them
The childen of the night
Now they're climbing the walls
nd running loose in the streets
Searching in vain for the boundaries
But there's no bottom line
And nowhere to stand
They're planting their feet in quicksand
Where is the bottom line?
They are our children (children of the night)
They are precious, they are worth all we can give
(Children of the night)
(Children of the night)
(Children of the night)
Recordings | |||||
Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
1996 | Donna Jean | Donna Jean Godchaux |