I can't imagine what it must be like / To be a mother to give a child life / They breathe the air you breathe before they know to speak / You give them everything - you are their story / Chorus / And the women on the wall breathe quiet desperation / The women on the wall wait for words to find them / We all have stories that speak to who we are / Some wait to be told some talk with no regard / It's those who never say they wait and softly pray / Their silence gives some hope every story will be told / Chorus / On their stonewall they wait for letters full of light / Coming across the wounded sea are no stories of victory / No mother should have to hear how death confirms her fear / Her one and only son lost for a freedom not yet won / Chorus / I can't imagine what it must be like / To live your story - after your child dies
