Chorus
God on a cloud, He never sleeps. While people beneath steady weep. Keep it between you and. This world's not begging for.
Stanza 1
A campus ground when shots rang out. Hitting the ground am I a victim now? I hear the shout. There's no way out. Don't look down. I am a victim now.
Stanza 2
A long lost child finally found, never to redeem childhood's innocent gleam. It's easy to say prayers fade away, yet remain relevant each hour everyday.