Have you seen my son?
Not too tall, 5’8″
She held up a coloured copy, photograph
From his wedding day
And this is his pregnant wife
Carrying his last dream
He walked down 46 floors before he felt the rush
The rush of gasoline
I can feel the pain
Looking in their eyes
But I don’t know gone without good-bye
If I could reach the sky
I’d bring him right back to your arms
Though I haven’t seen your son, he’s forever in my life
Have you seen my little girl?
She’s got curly black hair
She took this Raggedy-Ann doll, everywhere
Last I saw her over there
Then I heard a plight of screams
And a speeding van
I watched these tears pour down
A father’s last attempt of being a rational man