29 June 2011

They wake each day and look at the sky

They wake each day and look at the sky


They wake each day and look at the sky
Knowing today, they'll live or they'll die
It's been this way for many long years
The sound of the bombs ravaging their ears

They wake each day and look at the sky
Knowing today, they'll cause others to die
It's been this way for many long years
The sound of grief, falls on deaf ears

They wake each day and look at the sky
Mothers who grieve, and never stop asking, "why"
It's been this way for many long years
Streets stained with blood, hearts full with tears

They wake each day and look at the sky
Those who scheme, never cease telling lies
It's been this way for many long years
Streets paved with gold, seen through eyes with no tears

Wherever you may be - be safe
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