As the sun rose over the hills, many awoke to find part of their city in ruins. None knew what had happen, nor had any heard the sounds of battle the night before.
Some returned to their homes to mourn that which had been lost, but a small child looked up to her mother, tugging lightly on her sleeve.
"Mommy, don't cry. It's just stone...can't we just make more buildings?'
The mother stared down at her child, tears rolling down her cheeks. For one so young, she spoke with such wisdom.
Drying her eyes, the mother stepped forward and began cleaning up what debris she could, her child standing by her side. Soon others followed. Soon other began rebuilding what had been lost.
Not sure if the story goes with the song, but it's what came to mind.
This was just something i threw together while struggling to make some sort of song. I have to say i'm not entirely disappointed with this.
And please offer some feedback!