Break it wide open 

This is what I抦 hoping 

For our cities 

Too much violence 

Can you hear the silence 

Too many are afraid 



I will find my way Tomorrow 

You know cuts and scrapes will follow 



Sick of the schism 

Oh God forgive us 

For how we treat each other 

Some crave violence 

Sexual crime on the rise 

Others just don抰 bother 



Brighter days tomorrow