Can we hear the children's voices
As they're telling us what's wrong?
Can we see the pain within their eyes
When they feel they don't belong?
Some of them are very scared
And they don't know where to turn
So we ship them off to school each day
But it's us that need to learn
From Columbine to Granite Hills,
And Santana, where does it end?
It's become the shot heard 'round the world
Now broken lives are left to mend
We can try to blame the children
Who find guns upon the shelves
And we can try to blame the media
But we can only blame ourselves
Can we try to solve these issues
Before the problem gets much bigger?
Can we hear the children's voices
Before another one pulls the trigger?