[Intro – soft piano, distant voice] They said it was the law. They said it was order. But no one explained to my mother why order sounds like a door breaking at night. [Verse 1] I was seven when they came for my dad, Blue lights cutting through the dark like a knife. He didn’t scream, he just held my hand, Like he already knew this would change our lives. They took him in front of my eyes, Like he was a thing, not a man. Like love could be packed in a van And sent away with a stamp and a plan. My little brother asked where he went, My mother couldn’t even speak. The house felt empty overnight, Like the walls forgot how to breathe. [Pre-Chorus] They call it policy. I call it a funeral without a body. [Chorus] It takes a heart of ice To break a home like this. To tear a father from his kids And say it’s justice. It takes a heart of ice To hear a mother cry And still sleep fine at night. You didn’t just move a man — You shattered a family. [Verse 2] He wasn’t a criminal, he was a worker, Hands full of scars, back full of years. He built your houses, cleaned your floors, While missing birthdays, missing tears. They say “He broke the rules, that’s the cost,” But they never count what we lost. A father is not a file in a drawer, A man is not a problem to deport. Now my mom works two jobs just to stand, Tries to be mother and father combined. Love stretched thin by exhaustion and fear, Trying to raise us while breaking inside. [Pre-Chorus 2] You count statistics. We count empty chairs at the table. [Chorus] It takes a heart of ice To break a home like this. To tear a father from his kids And say it’s justice. It takes a heart of ice To hear a mother cry And still sleep fine at night. You didn’t just move a man — You shattered a family. [Bridge – slow, painful] Every night I see his face on my phone, Pixels replacing a human touch. They say “Just follow the process,” But no process replaces a father’s love. They say “It’s nothing personal, it’s law,” But law becomes personal when it enters your home. When a child grows up without a dad, Because a uniform said so. [Verse 3] You talk about borders, order, control, But never about broken souls. Never about kids who stop believing, Never about homes that stop being homes. You call it enforcement, We call it disappearance. You call it procedure, We call it permanent absence. [Final Chorus – bigger, emotional] It takes a heart of ice To break a home like this. To tear a father from his kids And say it’s justice. It takes a heart of ice To hear a mother cry And still sleep fine at night. You didn’t just move a man — You shattered a family. [Outro – whispered] You say you protect families. Then explain why ours was destroyed.
