The silent ones

Quick clay
A dog sent in
Looking for survivors
Given the last hug?
Hunting for people
Silent in quick clay

In a delivery room
She was real and she was perfect
Stillborn  
A song played in the room next door
Dobie Gray – «Drift Away»
No beat

A wreck on the highway
Knocking on heaven’s door
A graveyard shift
Knocking on the door
Silence broken by
Slow steps

A ship in distress
A chopper sent in
Looking for survivors
A doctor thinking
The silent ones can wait in
The cruel sea

The room was bright
The respirator turned off
Death was pronounced
The body wheeled away
The room cleaned and disinfected
Nobody should die alone

The shelves is almost empty, the fridge too
The christmas gifts hide under the tree
Few in number, all wrapped up in blue
Nobody tells her to get up and dance
Nobody tells her to sing, sing «Silent Night»
All is not calm, all is not bright

I hear bells ringing
I hear choirs singing
All is not calm
All is not bright
Shine a little light on
The silent ones
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