Sand

They carved her name into stone

And marked the date

Then pointed the way

While lights shattered across the sky

And the thunder shook the town

As if the mother cried

It was independence day

Standing neath the moon

Which she was running to

And that glowing moon

Slowly faded away

Now that stone went astray

She had no place to stand

In that lonely room

Her father sits and prays

The rubble in the street

So much of what she was taught

Seemed to fade

And they sat and watched

As her heart seemed changed

Coming back to them now

The sun gives break

They are all alone

But the thunder stayed

Though no one was true

Life goes passing by

Oh the shame

Just like that glowing moon

How could someone pay

Then whose to blame

And it makes no difference either way

One too many miles too late

But that moon never comes to stay

And that stone may have turned to sand

And scratch that name again