Yesterday I read
Someone shot their gun
Left some children dead
Then they tried to run
Then we heard
A Boston blast
Misguided youth
Their hatred cast
Tv news told me
A bomb hit a home
Filled with a family
They were all alone
Chorus
But there are so many angels among us
That keep the dark at bay
Sometimes it's the little things that matter most
That make us feel like everything's going to be okay...
Hard to believe
A weapon from a plane
Sorrow they weave
It's just so insane
Young girls taken away
Their whole life ahead
Need to make them pay
All I see is red
Lost a soul last week
Couldn't stand the hurt
Their taunting cut too deep
Now healed by six feet of dirt
What the hell is a holy war?
I don't think that any Lord
Wants any murder in his name
Take it out on the innocent
You piece of dirt bag scum
Won't be long 'til you get yours
The good will overcome
Yes the good we will always overcome
Yes the good we will always overcome
But there are so many angels among us
That keep the dark at bay
Sometimes it's the little things that matter most
That make us feel like everything's going to be okay...