
[Verse 1] Son, come sit beside my chair, there’s something hard I need to share. You live where dreams are safe to grow, but some kids never get that glow. They wake to bombs instead of songs, and wonder what they did so wrong. You ask me why the world’s in pain, and why the sky still cries with rain. [Pre-Chorus] I wish that love could heal it all, but hearts are weak when power calls. [Chorus] War tears the world apart, breaks every mother’s heart. Some fight for gold, some fight for pride, some say their god is on their side. But grandmas, grandpas, moms and dads, brothers, sisters — all we had. They’re gone before we understand, war never takes a helping hand. [Verse 2] My girl, you sing beneath the sun, you laugh and play — the day’s not done. But somewhere else a girl your age is trapped inside a metal cage. She holds her brother through the fear, whispers hope that no one hears. And while you dream of skies so blue, she dreams of having what you do. [Pre-Chorus] I wish that peace could stay alive, but hate’s the fire that won’t die. [Chorus] War tears the world apart, breaks every mother’s heart. Some fight for faith, some fight for land, some don’t even understand. And friends and pets, and homes, and dreams, they fade away in silent screams. It doesn’t care who’s wrong or right, war only steals the light. [Bridge – soft, spoken feel before singing resumes] How do I tell you, my sweet child, that love gets lost when men go wild? That freedom’s not a gift we keep — it’s something others died to see. Your grandpa fought so you could speak, so never let your kindness weaken. [Chorus – building, emotional] War tears the world apart, it kills the song inside the heart. It takes tomorrow, steals today, and washes innocence away. But promise me, when I am gone, you’ll sing for peace, you’ll carry on. And hold this truth forever more — we never win, when there’s a war. [Outro – barely whispered, guitar fading out] So when you sleep beneath the light, remember those who lost their night. And if the world forgets again… love louder, my child. Love louder than them.

