For Molly's Sky
written by Gary Marks © 1985 Arewea Co. ASCAP

Red skies, purple mountains don't care if we try
their majesty never dies.
Blue sea, rolling over helplessness and greed
you say there's no time to cry
 
Where will the children go
after the light is gone?
Born with love, but love is not enough
to let them grow, to let them carry on.
 
One child, child of the sky she is to me
a twenty-first century girl
I'd give so much more to her than love, you see
I'd leave her a living world.

Where will the children go
after the light is gone?
Born with love, but love is not enough
to let them grow, to let them carry on.
 
Wide eyes, lying in your bed so still tonight
how can I heal you now?
 
I'll tell the world you cannot breathe in fallen skies,
and for every river used to bury the poison and the lies
links in the chain must die.

Where will the children go
after the light is gone?
Born with love, but love is not enough
to let them grow, to let them carry on.
 
Red skies, purple mountains don't care if we try
their majesty never dies.
Blue sea, rolling over helplessness and greed
you say there's no time to cry