erik carlson

Aleppo

Families
Just tending to each other
A father, a son, a daughter,
And a mother

Families
Just living their lives
Their parents and the kids
Their husbands and their wives

People
Who wanted change
Only for the better
Then things got strange

War
Not what anyone wanted
Destruction
Not what anyone wanted

Lives
Brought to ruin
Praying for peace
That it comes real soon

Aleppo
Aleppo
Where can anyone go?
To find peace
To find love
Just to survive
And feel at home

Syria
Innocent people
Innocent lives shattered
For someone else’s game
Syria
The world cries for you

Just want
To go to the market and eat
Hang with friends
But it seems
Like this hell on earth
Can’t ever be beat

You pray to God
For this to end
Hoping that someone
Will come and help

Aleppo
Waiting for the day to get quiet
Hear a bird sing

Syria
Will the children ever sing again?
Will we ever hear them playing and laughing?

Syria
Will your heart heal again?
When this is over?
When will this end?

Will the sounds of screams,
Will the sounds of cries,
Ever go away?

Peace
We pray for peace
We know it’ll come someday
And for Syria
We all hope it’s today

Peace
Such a sweet, sweet thing
The sweetest of the fruits

Peace
Such an easy thing
Right now, so hard to find

Syria
Waiting at the window
Waiting for a glimpse
Of peace
Waiting for peace.

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