I know the feeling of finding yourself stuck out on the ledge. And there ain't no healing from cuttin' yourself with the jagged edge. I'm tellin' you that it's never that bad and take it from someone who's been where your at. You're laid out on the floor and you're not sure you can take this anymore.
"Come on baby. Stay with me," Donald Cragen pleaded, tears pouring down his face as he grasped his daughter's hand within his own. "I'm so sorry I failed you."
So just give it one more try with a lullaby, and turn this up on the radio. If you can hear me now, I'm reachin' out to let you know that you're not alone and you can't tell, I'm scared as hell 'cause I can't get you on the telephone
So just close your eyes. Well honey here comes a lullaby, your very own lullaby.Please let me take you out of the darkness and into the light. 'Cause I have faith in you that you're gonna make it through another night.
Stop thinkin' about the easy way out
There's no need to go and blow the candle out because you're not done, you're far too young, and the best is yet to come.
Donald Cragen awakened to a timid squeeze of his hand. He looked to see his daughter's beautiful chocolate brown eyes, filled with a deep sadness she only let him see. He immediately pressed the call button, tears falling as he kissed her head.
So just give it one more try with a lullaby, and turn this up on the radio. If you can hear me now, I'm reachin' out to let you know that you're not alone and you can't tell, I'm scared as hell 'cause I can't get you on the telephone
So just close your eyes. Well honey here comes a lullaby, your very own lullaby.
Olivia had not left her dads side, even for a moment, since her suicide attempt. She felt so bad that she almost shattered her dad's heart into millions of pieces. "Baby girl, I don't blame you one bit. It's not your fault. None of it is."
Well everybody's hit the bottom and everybody's been forgotten. Well everybody's tired of being alone. Yeah everybody's been abandoned, and left a little empty handed.
So if you're out there barely hangin', on just give it one more try with a lullaby, and turn this up on the radio. If you can hear me now,
I'm reachin' out to let you know that you're not alone, and you can't tell, I'm scared as hell
'cause I can't get you on the telephone.
Olivia Cragen Stabler squeezed her dad's hand so tightly he almost lost circulation before they went to deliver their victim impact statements.
"I was there the moment my grandchildren were brought into this world. They should have been there to bury me, not the other way around. When we lost my son in law, I vowed to protect Donald and Eileen. I failed them."
Not a dry eye was present except the eyes of the defendant as Olivia spoke up. "Daddy, you didn't fail them. They died knowing how much we loved them and will continue to love them for all of eternity. As Joe Mantegna once said, 'Scars remind us of where we've been. They don't have to dictate where we're going.' Thanks for being there when you didn't have to. Me and the kids love you too much daddy. As for you Yates, may God have mercy on your soul."
So just close your eyes. Well honey here comes a lullaby, your very own lullaby. Well honey here comes a lullaby, your very own lullaby.
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The Meaning of Life
FanfictionA series of song fics set to an alternative SVU universe