Testo Break Bread

Hear a voice echo soft
From a place where one was lost
I believe, but my hands let go.

The darkest night, with tears I dream
Of a childless mothers scream
I believe, oh my Lord I do.
Where is my child?

Will a man find a home
If he walks the world alone
Searching for a promise land.

Another day, walk and wait
For this choice to end in fate
Searching for life among the dead.

Once I held you near, and words were clear
My hands rested upon your heart.

Now by night and flame I call your name
My love, when will an answer be found?
Where is my child?