There's a place for the baby that died He was taken away And there's a time for the mother who cried 'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long How could you hurt a child When will the icicle melt The icicle, icicle

If there's a future, we want it, now There's a time and a place to die Don't try to take this from me Don't try to take this from me, now Lost the battle, win the war There's a time and a place to die but this ain't it Feels like I'm waking from the dead