June Fourth 1989: From the Shattered Pieces of a Stone It Begins - Moddi

This place begins to cave

These are a madman’s days

A trembling land must play a murderer’s game

The blind man’s flickering eyes

A flame as black as night

The unborn children die before me now

But from the soldier’s broken bones

From the mothers' silent song

From the pieces of a shattered stone it starts

We learn and then forget

The screams and silhouettes

In time you’ll find

We’ll make the same mistakes

So ruins are reborn

An ever blood-red dawn

The palm-lines turn to cracks beneath our feet

But from the silence of the tombs

From the broken, barren wombs

From the pieces of a shattered stone it starts

From the parted lovers' lips

From the nailless fingertips

From the whispers of a silenced voice it starts