Charleston

What do you think Heaven's like?
I think it's a garden
I think it's your eyes
And I think it's my beating heart

If you don't mind me asking
Who do you think God is?
Do you think he was born to spite
Both the wicked and the righteous?
Well, I think he is good

Did you hear the church bells ring?
Night rang out in Charleston
As blood rained on the pulpit
Widows gave up their offerings

The poor and the prophet
Sang hymns of their sorrow
They're tired of being forgotten
And I'm tired of watching
No, I won't look on

The cities are burning down
All I've got is a song
So I will sing it out
Just to help the world

Where is our humanity?
Have we lost our capacity?
To see that every breath we breathe
Is a thread in the tapestry

That winds into eternity
Where we'll stand as a family
And our bodies so heavenly
Sisters and brothers
So I won't look on

Cities are burning down
All I've got is a song
And so I'll sing it out
No, I won't stand by

The cities are burning down
All I've got is this life
And so I'm gonna live it loud

Oh-oh, oh, ooh, oh (no, I won't stand by)
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh, ooh, oh (no, I won't stand by)
Oh-oh, oh, ooh, oh

Oh-oh, oh, ooh, oh (no, I won't stand by)
Oh-oh, oh, ooh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, ooh, oh (no, I won't stand by)
Oh-oh, oh, ooh, oh