All That I Can Do  (listen here).

When he turned 18, moved to NY, hit the scene

I said, Goodbye my sweet boy, I love you.

And you’ll always have a home here,

Door’s open when you’re lonely

With your mother and your God above you.

 

Haven’t heard from him in days

Mother’s instincts going crazy

With whispers of overdose and violence.

Not a letter, not a call,

are you safe, dear, have you fallen?

Lord knows I can’t stand the silence. 

     So I will search for you

     ‘Cause it’s all that I can do

     This severed love won’t do

     My son, I’ll come for you.

Drove to Brooklyn, crack of dawn;

Didn’t realize ‘til I’d gone

The grit of the life that you’d moved to

Stomped the hard

city streets on my wearying feet

Asked each stranger I crossed if they’d seen you

He has the piercing blue eyes of his father

And my ever-working worrying mind

We knit you together dear, our images to bear

Our treasure, I won’t rest ‘til I find you.

     So I will search for you

     ‘Cause it’s all that I can do

     This severed love won’t do

     My son, I’ll come for you.

In the gunshot glass of the shops I pass

I think, ‘How did all get so shattered?’

When I held you dear in your youngest years

Never dreamt you’d resent my compassion

     But I will search for you

     ‘Cause it’s all that I can do

     This severed love won’t do

     My son, I’ll come for you.

And when I see you through the crowd,

catch my breath, smile so loud

And I stand from the stoop where I’m sitting

Will you let me hold you,

like a mother longs to do

Make a home in my arms once again?