Song Notes

WE WERE ALL CHILDREN ONCE, EVEN LAWYERS (Charles Lamb – preface from To Kill a Mockingbird) – Perhaps we should all read Alice Miller’s Thou Shalt Not Be Aware. In this great connectedness we are somehow connected as children of the wars. We can also be children of peace.

Where Are All The Children?

Many miles from home we are taught in your fine schools
That a history book’s a weapon not a tool
In many voices we try to understand, what has come upon this land
Many good intentioned Christians tell us, “Children you must listen!”
Oh, they kill us with their kindness; in God’s name they terrorize us

On a starry night in a Central American town
Loved ones pray their loved ones won’t be found
While in the deepest part of a silent night, shots ring out in the dark
The missing ones will not be found, their killers never caught
And in the paper there’s a caption GUERILLAS KILLED IN ACTION
But they were children, they were only children, and how their mothers cry.

On a dusty road by an olive grove they rest
Young women with babies at their breasts
Upon the souls who went before them who lay beneath the earth
An earth made rich with bloodshed, blood shed before their births
And on the TV’s there’s a newsflash “MORE VICTIMS ON THE HOLY LAND!”
But they were children, they were only children, and how their mothers cry!

And it goes on and on, we see it everyday
We don’t need the papers, we don’t need the news
We all have the answers, we all share or we all lose…..

In the capitals of these places they call nations
There are papers pushed and proud congratulations
And while the victimized are criminalized are laughed at and are lied to
More plans are made by the death machine, will these madmen never tire?
No, they kneel and they pray to a materialist Saviour
And they were children, once they were children, what made their mothers cry?

And where are all the children? Where are all the children?
Where are all the children? What makes your mother cry?