Cry with me, Father, cry with me
For the lives that never had to be lost
Feel the brokenness of the ones who lost their dearest friends
and wallow in the senselessness of those gunshots
Father, cry with me
The sun streams onto me, something I don't want to see
Let me feel the torrents of your tears
In the clouds up above show me the agony of your love
Let me know you're not as aloof as you appear
Let me feel the torrents of your tears
Meld my tears into your own
Let us share this cold night together
Freeze your heartbreak into my bones
Let me know you'll feel it forever
It doesn't make any sense why so many keep on dying
And the fight we keep on fighting feels so useless
How can you look inside our hearts and know what we have capacity of
And let us keep living on like this?
But that's a question
And nothing's getting answered tonight
Our lives are just like sand, slipping through my hands
Wind that passes with nowhere to go
But if you water the sand with your tears it will stick to my hand and not disappear
and I know
That means nothing really.
But your grief might bring meaning to this tragedy
So cry, Father cry, with me
For the lives that never had to be lost
Feel the brokenness of the ones who lost their dearest friends
and wallow in the senselessness of those gunshots
Father, cry with me
The sun streams onto me, something I don't want to see
Let me feel the torrents of your tears
In the clouds up above show me the agony of your love
Let me know you're not as aloof as you appear
Let me feel the torrents of your tears
Meld my tears into your own
Let us share this cold night together
Freeze your heartbreak into my bones
Let me know you'll feel it forever
It doesn't make any sense why so many keep on dying
And the fight we keep on fighting feels so useless
How can you look inside our hearts and know what we have capacity of
And let us keep living on like this?
But that's a question
And nothing's getting answered tonight
Our lives are just like sand, slipping through my hands
Wind that passes with nowhere to go
But if you water the sand with your tears it will stick to my hand and not disappear
and I know
That means nothing really.
But your grief might bring meaning to this tragedy
So cry, Father cry, with me
