Диана Гурцкая

Look, the sky is crying cold bitter tears
Weeping for the people lost in fear
While we fight for nothing, my eyes run dry
Are you still so blind to ask me why?
Why?
Say it out loud: peace will come
Everybody, shout: peace will come
When you stop and tame your rage
Something’s gotta change
Something’s gotta change
Say it out loud: peace will come
Everybody, shout: peace will come
Blow the trumpet, beat the drum
Peace will come
Sometimes words kill faster than bullets do
But the face of war is never true
Kids with guns are always too young to die
Are you still so deaf to ask me why?
Why?
Say it out loud: peace will come
Everybody, shout: peace will come
When you stop and tame your rage
Something’s gotta change
Something’s gotta change
Say it out loud: peace will come
Everybody, shout: peace will come
Blow the trumpet, beat the drum
Peace will come