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Backstory:

 Kids see the split differently when they get older.  But the parents should at some point at least offer an explanation to attempt to stitch up the hole.  When one never comes there might be an endless void. 

Lyrics:

                                                  
Goodnight to Sara
(Phillip Sandifer, 2014)


She’s left him, the preacher, that she had married
He’d thrown her down the stairs for the last time
She grabbed the kids from school and took them to the plane
Called him from Houston when she felt safe

Say goodnight to Sara, he told the older kids
Tell her, I’ll drop her blanket in the mail
If Sam has nightmares just sit with him a while
Get a goodnight’s sleep, say your prayers
I’ll call back on the weekend

She blamed him, he blamed her, the kids they blamed themselves
His pride and denial kept him awkwardly at ease
He wrote and reached out to them carefully
But his strange composure was always hard to read

Say goodnight to Sara, he wrote the older kids
Tell her I’ll drop her present in the mail
If Sam’s still having nightmares just sit with him a while
Get a goodnight’s sleep, say your prayers
I’ll write back in the fall

Bridge: 

But he died without us ever knowing
His explanation for the past, we never got to ask  

Say goodnight to Sara, the child he barely knew
So young she had no memory of the past
And I’m still having nightmares of mother tumbling down those stairs
I still can’t sleep but I say my prayers
And I say goodnight to Sara
Goodnight to Sara