Hail, like fierce shellfire pelting down on my roof Wind, like helicopter breezes is whipping up the trees While a man runs to shelter in the middle of walking his dog While the train hums on the tracks Booming now through my yard While my tin roof gets dented and the trees twist and turn I hear the cries of the innocents soldiers, children alike blown away While the world looks on in shock I sit here as helpless as you I fear, the hearts of all who love them are in their own turbulent storm today |
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