Connecticut
V feel ur pain.
They squat on the pavement
Wool-hatted in chilly evening
Small children with candles
Crying out for children
Feeling the pain
Halfway across the globe.
Connecticut
V feel ur pain.
They know guns and drones and IEDs
They know the Taliban
They know Malala
But Adam Lanza has shattered their dreams.
Connecticut
V feel ur pain
As u would feel ours.
They want to believe that somewhere there's a place
Of white picket fences and soft green grass
Where every child is tucked securely in bed
With a full belly
Where every child comes safely home from school.
They want to believe
That somewhere there's a place
Where every child is safe.
They thought that place, that magic land
Was called America.
Connecticut
V feel ur pain
As u would feel ours.
Today they understand
As only children can
That no child is safe
If any child is not
No child is free
If any child is not.
Connecticut
V feel ur pain.
Lighting candles of hope and prayer
To chase away the dark,
To warm cold hearts
To end despair
Calling on us all
To care.
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