When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying দ্বারা their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will প্রণয় start?
The দিন we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The দিন we প্রণয় too much to kill
The দিন others' pain is our pain
The দিন we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying দ্বারা their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will প্রণয় start?
The দিন we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The দিন we প্রণয় too much to kill
The দিন others' pain is our pain
The দিন we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
It’s the color of you
আপনি always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our কমলা book bags
Saved us from some pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two কমলা crayons
When everyone else was green
Then আপনি left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
আপনি were in the কমলা field in the sky
আপনি always ব্যক্ত was there.
The কমলা of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though আপনি left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone কমলা in the rainbow
Without আপনি here
I protect my own
Though I wish আপনি were here
Now কমলা is my color
A color for আপনি bravery
A color for my survival
কমলা will forever be our color
Even though death took আপনি away
Forever কমলা for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
আপনি always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our কমলা book bags
Saved us from some pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two কমলা crayons
When everyone else was green
Then আপনি left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
আপনি were in the কমলা field in the sky
আপনি always ব্যক্ত was there.
The কমলা of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though আপনি left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone কমলা in the rainbow
Without আপনি here
I protect my own
Though I wish আপনি were here
Now কমলা is my color
A color for আপনি bravery
A color for my survival
কমলা will forever be our color
Even though death took আপনি away
Forever কমলা for you,
Sweet Cassidy.