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Warplanes fly in terror waves orders are withdrawn
Horses rear with nostrils flared a child is still born
All afternoon as hell pours down families stand like rock
Holding hands in fear and rage reeling with the shock
Who will answer to themselves the simple question why
We must search within ourselves beneath the angry sky
Nothing moves the town lies still behind ruined face
A single oak defiant in the silent marketplace
A school of shattered lives inside the broken window panes
The hope of all those burned inside is all that still remains
Who will answer to themselves the simple question why
We must search within ourselves beneath the angry sky
A light of hope still burns behind a single shuttered door
Despite its broken heart the town is stronger than before
Who will answer to themselves the simple question why
We must search within ourselves beneath the angry sky
