Todd Duncan — Thousands of Miles

[GRACE, spoken] It's nearly a year, Stephen, since we had a letter from our son. We do not know him now. He has been in the mines.  [STEPHEN, spoken] We must not cease to believe in him. We must love him and not doubt him.  (sung) How many miles to the heart of a child? Thousands of miles, thousands of miles When he lay on your breast He looked up and smiled Across tens of thousands, thousands of miles Each lives alone in a world of dark Crossing the skies in a lonely arc Save when love leaps out like a leaping spark Over thousands, thousands of miles Not miles or walls or length of days Nor the cold doubt of midnight can hold us apart For swifter than wings of the morning The pathways of the heart How many miles to the heart of a son? Thousands of miles, thousands of miles Farther off than the rails or the roadways run Across tens of thousands, thousands of miles The waters and the waves reach far and thin To the streets and days that close him in But there as of old he turns 'round to grin Over thousands, thousands of miles Not miles or walls or length of days Nor the cold doubt of midnight can hold us apart For swifter than wings of the morning The pathways of the heart Over tens of thousands of miles