In the silence after sorrow as the night turns to day
Tom's heart bears the burden of his dreams in dismay
Promises unfulfilled with St. Clare's passing breath
In the quiet of the mansion they prepare for what's next
Shadows of fate cast a long and weary shade
From hope to fear our hearts are sorely swayed
The auction looms ahead with an uncertain dawn
In the shadows of our fate we must carry on
Rosa's tears fall silently the order in her hand
Fear of the whipping house in this cruel ruthless land
Miss Ophelia pleads Rosa's case to Marie but it falls on deaf ears
Marie's heart is hardened against mercy's tears
Shadows of fate cast a long and weary shade
From hope to fear our hearts are sorely swayed
The auction looms ahead with an uncertain dawn
In the shadows of our fate we must carry on
Promises of freedom buried in despair
Tom's faith is his beacon in this world unfair
Miss Ophelia writes a letter a plea for Tom's rights
But the path ahead is shadowed as day turns into night
With the paperwork unfinished Marie's heart closed and cold
Tom and others are marched off to the fate they fear
In the slave-warehouse waiting their spirits to be sold
Bound by faith and hope through the long dark cold
Shadows of fate cast a long and weary shade
From hope to fear our hearts are sorely swayed
The auction looms ahead with an uncertain dawn
In the shadows of our fate we must carry on
In the shadows of our fate though the world seems bleak
Tom's faith stands strong his spirit is not weak
Through trials and tribulations their courage shines bright
In the shadows of their fate they continue the fight