Marriane

Nineteen Forty-one; Holland, the Netherlands
Swastika flags darkened the skies of your ten year old eyes
Marianne

The decree for the gold and all silver, be brought to the city square
but Marianne, Marianne, take it down to the river and drown it defiantly there

Father kissed mother goodbye
fled underground to resist and to fight
But oh Marianne, my sweet daughter don't cry
For there is a God who is greater than why

On the door, blanched hands holding guns leading bone-thirsty grins
Nazi soldiers came searching for men kept hidden in your floors
Marianne

Up the stairs, to the loose floor boards, and hide yourselves inside
Marianne, Marianne, to the door let them in
but bar all the fear and the hate from your eyes

Too often I think I've reason to fear
When all for freedom was the hope in your prayer
So Marianne on nights when I feel alone
won't you hid me inside the floor boards of your home