These are the streets where mothers cry Drowning the rain (tears) of sons that died This is the town that we’ve seen burned We light the flames for h____’s we’ve turned
This is a place that we call home This is the place we feel alone Behind the mystery, beyond the pain Beneath the history, we still remain
Even in war, the birds sing The waves kiss the shore, trees dance in the wind Cause even in war, birds sing The sun takes the stage new light filters in
These are the wars we fight for peace A puzzle we’ve made so incomplete This is the world that we create And as we compose we desolate This is the man I choose to be Still I deny the soul in me
Behind the mystery, beyond the pain Beneath the history, we still remain
Even in war, the birds sing The waves kiss the shore, trees dance in the wind Cause even in war, birds sing The sun takes the stage new light filters in
Cause even in war, the birds sing Waves kiss the shore, trees dance in the wind