Midnight, our sons and daughters
 Were cut down and taken from us
 Hear their heartbeat
 We hear their heartbeat

 In the wind we hear their laughter
 In the rain we see their tears
 Hear their heartbeat
 We hear their heartbeat

 Night hangs like a prisoner
 Stretched over black and blue
 Hear their heartbeat
 We hear their heartbeat

 In the trees our sons stand naked
 Through the walls our daughters cry
 See their tears in the rainfall 

"The Joshua Tree" 1987