Jonathan Lee - The Tree (Prayer For Sandy Hook CT) lyrics

(Mr Francoeur) Take a look inside the mind of a man man A 20 year old soul- with gold in the trashcan But whos gold is it anyway? Fools gold Is what the people with the pennies say Targets on the black market make the semis spray (bang) Let em shoot say the people getting plenty pay (pow pow) And they k** each other Watch em shoot one another So they shoot and bullet holes go thru Snow pants in the winter and summer thru bathing suits And they bleed in the streets and the steam from the heat From the suds of the blood melting sleet underneath Then it seeps thru the cracks of the old concrete And the kids walk by and plant seeds with they feet The rain hits the earth and gave birth to a tree I watch it grow daily when I drive by in my Jeep Now I then I hop out and admire the leaves I'll sing along with em while they blow in the breeze Like Da da da da da-da-da-da-da 2 x La la la La la la la-la (Joey A.X) Time comes - time goes Time heals, all the things that time shows And I know Gods real cuz ive talked to him The I know the devils real cuz walked with him (ughhh) Although I walk thru the valley of the shadow of the d**h I will fear nothing I got God on my chest (tatted) N the spirit of the lost, in my heart thats far too heavy Cuz when it rains it pours, and the tears will break the levy Ready? No I dont want them to go Alrhough theyre in heaven there seeds won't sew My heartbreak all stems from the fact the seeds won't grow Oh Oh- But I do know that the saints all know their names And - I do pray that the saints will all kno our pain My small state right between the bean pot and the apple Where the patriots have faught an died for the future so we cud have it This is not what they meant- this is not what they hoped for This right here is a mess- salt inside that open sore Lord Lord let us remember the angels - angels all now literally And I cried, when I heard what the teacher did to save the lives of her children see Beyond all the new ink tatted above my heart Ill go down in flames for my home state when the devil tear us apart Connecticut I love you- these children oh I love you God said that hes love -hes love in all his verses From bullets will come blessings that will superscede the hearses From case shells that raised hell will interfaith the churches I just pray the roses grow n we live our lives with purpose In the spirit of every soul I impore that we earn this Connecticut, earn this