Dedicated to the parents and families of children and teachers whose lives were ended senselessly in Uvalde, TX and in too many other school shootings.
Lyrics
A Hard, Cold Rain (in honor of the parents)
by Rick Ransom rransom@gmx.us Copyright 2022
It’s a hard, cold rain
A never-ending rain
Bringing dark despair
so sudden and unfair
Tragedy has arrived
And snatched away young lives
Happiness it stole
Leaving sadness in their souls
There are not words to say
To make the hurt go away
And we we wonder just like you
How could such a thing be true?
So many we don’t say all their names
So the shooter gathers all the fame
But the anger of our ways fuels our current disarray
There is talk of rights and rules but what about our schools?
Now I see we’ve made a start
But we still must do our part
To find a resolution
To this public gun pollution
If we carry on insane
Then they will have died in vain
And we will not stop the rain
There ‘ll be nothing left but pain
It’s a hard cold rain
Will our violent ways remain?
Let us consecrate the scene
By making Love supreme