Sunrise, early morning
Just waking up, my eyes still shut
Overhear the tv from the other room
The news says over a hundred deaths were reported and it’s only six am
Tell us a reason for it
They say it’s still unclear at the moment
Is there reason for this?
A reason good enough for death?
Still trying to comprehend why thing’s like this happen
Why i’m always on the other end,
watching violence through a lens
Always thinking of how i’d deal with it and how it happened,
I can’t imagine, I can’t believe
It’s a scene in the streets
ordinary movements, ordinary action
What was your first reaction when the lights went off?
What was your first reaction?
What was it like when you first heard the noise?
What did you see? How’d it make you feel?
Paint an image vividly
So I can feel it, so I can understand
A flash before the eyes, what does that feel like?
Life flashing before your eyes, what does that feel like?
When tragedy strikes just close your eyes
It seems unfair the way life plays out
It seems unfair to say I understand at all
When tragedy strikes it doesn’t care for a name
It has no reason to stop
I woke up early, sat by the window the next morning
Thought about death and yesterday
It seems so unfair, the way life plays out
It seems so unfair to say I understand