Fear is watching two towers and a geometric shape disintegrate.
Fear is hearing a jet fly over and wondering where it will land.
Fear is watching evil rage grow in the hearts of a loving people.
Fear is watching your country turn to hate.
Fear is your own grandfather preaching violence.
Fear is crying here, not knowing how to stop it.
Hope is one person crying out that they refuse to hate.
Hope is one person crying out to God and knowing He hears.
Hope is one person who hears.
Hope is another joining the song.
Hope is a third adding the harmony.
Hope is a world that has heard and sings of love from their broken heart.
Peace is a broken heart made whole by the song.