Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Who's taking our children
Not in alleys
In classrooms
In living rooms
In bright daylight
They disappear right in front of our eyes
Homework half-finished
Cartoons still playing
Shoes by the door
Blink
And they're gone
Vanishing where they're supposed to be safe
Under posters that say "We care"
The roll call calls their names
Silence answers
A backpack waits on a hook
Nobody comes back for it
[Chorus]
Blink and they're gone
We were looking
We swear we were looking
Just one more email
One more call
One more scroll
Then the room went quiet
Blink and they're gone
Chairs still warm
Beds still unmade
Will we ever see them again
Or just their faces on a screen at midnight
[Verse 2]
We sign the forms
We trust the locks
We trust the smiling stranger
Wearing a badge and a lanyard and a script
They say "It's protocol"
They say "It's procedure"
They say "That kind of thing
Doesn't happen here"
But it does
In car parks
In corridors
In chat windows we never open
Names added to lists
Folders marked "Missing"
As if they just misplaced themselves
Down the back of the couch
[Chorus]
Blink and they're gone
We were right there
Weren't we right there
Arguing about nothing
While someone else was making plans
Blink and they're gone
Birthday gifts hidden in the closet
Will we ever see them again
Or only in photographs we can't look at
[Bridge]
Who's taking our children
Is it people
Is it systems
Is it all the times we chose comfort over questions
We teach them to trust
But not when to run
We teach them to share
But not what they should never give away
Look around
Count them
Count every head
Every heartbeat
Count what you still have
Because blink
And they're gone
And the worst part is
Somewhere
Someone is counting on that blink
[Chorus]
Blink and they're gone
We were busy being busy
Filling silence with nothing
While the air filled with absence
Blink and they're gone
And the echo keeps calling their names
Will we ever see them again
Or just in the nightmares we pretend we don't have
Style
spoken-word over sparseominous drones and distant pulses. male vocals close-mic’ddry and intimatewith breaths and mouth noises left in. low piano hits land like heartbeats; faint reversed textures swell under key lines. the energy creeps from hushedunsettled observation to a rawaccusatory climaxthen collapses back into a whisperleaving a longhanging reverb tail on the final word.male vocalsspoken word
Prompt
Who's taking our children?They disappear right in front of our eyes. Blink & their gone. Vanishing where their supposed to be safe. Will we ever see them again? Male vocals, spoken word, dark
Credits
Prompt by
RetroGod735
RetroGod735GeneratedFeb 17, 2026
ModelAria v5
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