Beneath the Angry Sky
Warplanes fly in terror waves
Orders are withdrawn
Horses rear with nostrils flared
A child is stillborn
All afternoon as hell pours down
Families stand like rock
Holding hands in fear and rage
Reeling with the shock
Who will answer to themselves
The simple question why
We must search within ourselves
Beneath the angry sky
Nothing moves, the town lies still
Behind its ruined face
A single oak defiant
In the silent marketplace
A school of shattered lives
Inside the broken window panes
The hope of all those burned inside
Is all that still remains
Who will answer to themselves
The simple question why
We must search within ourselves
Beneath the angry sky
A light of hope still burns behind
A single shuttered door
Despite its broken heart
The town is stronger than before
Who will answer to themselves
The simple question why
We must search within ourselves
Beneath the angry sky