unthinkable

although it might get better, it’ll never be okay
and i’ll remember the weather that day
people will come, shed their sorrow and go
what do you do when you’re the news
and the you’re sinking like a stone?

let your tears turn into anger, into power, into flames

call it a pilgrimage, or call it a crusade
call on all warriors to do something
call on your makers to save us from ourselves
the damage that we do… is unthinkable

everybody loves him now, but he was mine
mark the anniversary, it’s not the one i underline
go to your houses and love the ones you’re with
‘cause what i had was and what you have is
let your tears turn into anger, into power, into flames…

this burden that i carry can’t be lightened or avenged
and in this life what matters is what you fight for or defend
i have stood for nothing and i have stood for me
but there are some defenseless and now i stand for them

let your tears turn into anger, into power, into change…