The Storm.

{Intro} (Verse 1) In the sunny meadow, under the blue sky so bright, Two little ones played, their hearts full of delight. They chased butterflies, rolled in the soft green grass, Laughter filling the air, their happiness ageless. (Pre-Chorus) But as the day went on, the clouds began to form, Shadows started creeping, across the verdantorm. The wind picked up softly, and then it grew strong, And soon the world around them, was not the way it belonged. (Chorus) Oh, the children play, in the wind and the rain, They dance in the storm, as if it's all the same. They don't know the danger, that lurks so near, They don't understand, that this is not how it's meant to be. (Verse 2) The rain came down harder, the thunder roared loud, Their little hands clung tight, as they stood so close. They tried to find shelter, from the cold wind that howled, But everywhere they turned, there was only the field. (Pre-Chorus) And then the lightning struck, so bright and so fast, It lit up the sky, like a flickering mast. Their little voices cried, as they tried to run, But the mud and the water, made it hard for them to move on. (Chorus) Oh, the children play, in the wind and the rain, They dance in the storm, as if it's all the same. They don't know the danger, that lurks so near, They don't understand, that this is not how it's meant to be. (Bridge) No, this isn't right, this can't be real, The world should be kind, and gentle, and sweet. But the storm keeps raging, and it shows no mercy, And now it's taken, two innocent lives away so easily. (Chorus) Oh, the children play, in the wind and the rain, They dance in the storm, as if it's all the same. They don't know the danger, that lurks so near, They don't understand, that this is not how it's meant to be. (Outro) And as the storm passed by, and the sky began to clear, Two tiny angels ascended, to a place so dear. Their spirits soaring high, above the clouds so white, A final farewell, to a world that was never right. (Outro) And as the storm passed by, and the sky began to clear, Two tiny angels ascended, to a place so dear. Their spirits soaring high, above the clouds so white, A final farewell, to a world that was never right. (Spoken Word) Oh, the children play, in the wind and the rain, They dance in the storm, as if it's all the same. But we must remember, that they were just small, And they didn't stand a chance, against the forces of it all. So let this be a lesson, to us all I say, That we must protect, those who cannot protect themselves today. For in the end, it's not just about the game, It's about the lives, that were taken before their time.