See all the People

Put down your gun
No more talk of suicide
Eat something, for God's sake
You need something inside

I know you came for
Someone to blame for
The shadows that spring from
Your crumbling kingdom

And you see the church
And you see the steeple
When you open it up
Can you see all the people?

The air has stilled
The leaves are frosted
No blood has spilled
You must be so exhausted

I know you're in the throes of
Something you can't dispose of
But I take heart in knowing that
You're already showing that

And you see the church
And you see the steeple
When you open it up
Can you see all the people?

And you see the church
And you see the steeple
When you open it up
Can you see all the people?



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Watkins
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