Lyrics Missing Children - Cowboy Junkies

Missing Children

You only see them briefly
Perhaps just one edition
Their end-of-year photo stares out
You only see them briefly
Then it’s muggin' politicians
Cock-eyed, their faces stare out
But for some their image still burns bright
Like the glow of a tiger or a light
Switched-off, but once stared-at
With such intense concentration
You only see them briefly
Then it’s idle conversation
Their perfect frozen bodies
You only see them briefly
Then it’s fear and degradation
Their dusty, bloody bodies lie
But for some their image still burns bright
Like the glow of a tiger or a light
Switched-off, but once stared-at
With such intense concentration
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat
What dread hands?
And what dread feet?
What the hammer?
What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil?
What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terror grasp!
You only see them briefly
Then it’s shame and flagellation
Their end-of-year photos stare out
When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
You only see them briefly
Then reach to change the station
Their frozen perfect faces stare out