I see the face of the innocent child
Burned into my heart so wild
And they both take sides
Take love and take lives 
From our hands 
And the sands 
Bear no trace of the sea
But if it was up to me
I’d reach over and grasp a hand
Though there’s no way I can understand 
What you’re going through
But you’re not alone, you
Have to hear my voice
Retribution is not a choice
That anyone should have to make
But the glass breaks as the ground shake 
Can the turmoil be stemmed 
Like the flow of blood from wounds again