[Verse 1] There was a mother at an empty door, Calling the name she had chosen before. A little bed and a photograph, A life divided into before and after that. [Verse 2] They changed the records, they changed the names, Dressed up their evil and buried the blame. But somewhere a child still dreamed at night Of a half-remembered face and a porch-light. [Chorus] God knew the names they stole, Every child and every wounded soul. Though earthly justice came too late, He saw every tear behind every gate. Time may hide what the darkness has done, But nothing stays hidden beneath the Son. God heard the cries no one was told— And God knew the names they stole. [Verse 3] Some spent a lifetime searching in vain, Carrying questions that never had names. Some found the truth when the years were gone, And learned why something had always felt wrong. [Bridge] No marble grave can silence the truth, No powerful hand can restore their youth. The books may close and the guilty may fall, But the Judge of the earth remembers them all. [Final Chorus] God knew the names they stole, Every child and every wounded soul. Though earthly justice came too late, He saw every tear behind every gate. Time may hide what the darkness has done, But nothing stays hidden beneath the Son. God heard the cries no one was told— And God knew the names they stole. [Outro] Every mother… every child… Every name… remembered.
