Until every hostage comes home

And who shall return this day,
and who shall not.
Who shall come home to arms open wide,
and who shall come home only in name.

Who by mercy,
and who by memory.
Who by miracle,
and who by mourning.

Who was taken in darkness,
and who walks now in light.
Who still waits in silence,
and who is met with song.

Who will walk into the arms
of their loved ones,
and whose arms
will carry a coffin.

Who will remember,
and who will try to forget.
Who will tell the story,
and who cannot speak at all.

Who by courage,
and who by faith.
Who by tears that never cease,
and who by prayers that never end.

Who will find rest,
and who will not.
Who will rebuild,
and who will remain broken.

And who will lift their eyes toward heaven,
and whisper, even now,
Bring them all home.
Bring them all home.
Bring them all home.