God bless the brittle ones
they have no anger, they have no guns
God bless the little ones
they are daughters, they are sons
God save them from our fate
they are new to the human traits
God save them from the wait
Lord take them straight to the gates
God bless the rising dawn
it's a new day for living on
God bless who's already gone
they are daughters, they are sons
God save them from our hate
they are new to these fateful straits
God save them from our weight
Lord take them straight to the gates
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 10:18 PM UTC
God bless the brittle ones
they have no anger, they have no guns
God bless the little ones
they are daughters, they are sons
God save them from our fate
they are new to the human traits
God save them from the wait
Lord take them straight to the gates
God bless the rising dawn
it's a new day for living on
God bless who's already gone
they are daughters, they are sons
God save them from our hate
they are new to these fateful straits
God save them from our weight
Lord take them straight to the gates
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