Rob Berretta

Lyrics

Come, little darling, come sit on my lap
It's been a hard day and I'm trying to forget
More grateful than ever for you, little one
But I'm scared for the damage that's done
 
Chorus:
Some raised alarms, but the right to bear arms
- Ah, we think we can teach wrong from right -
Some raised alarms, but the right to bear arms
Leaves a whole lot of searching tonight
 
We all know with sadness no law can suppress
The lost filled with hate so why punish the rest
But buying visions of safety with "guns everywhere"
Our salvation, or buyer beware?
(chorus)
 
So sleep my sweet boy, in the morning I'll try
To tell you what happened though I can't explain why
 
I guess I'll tell you that sometimes an awful surprise
Like a broken man shooting a school out of spite
Can shatter our hearts but not steel our resolve
You should be too young to have to know
There are things we can't solve
(chorus)
 
And we think we can teach wrong from right
 
© 2015 Rob Berretta