Tower on the Ground

I actually wrote this in February... but it seemed like a good choice for today.

I am tower on the ground

I wonder how long I’ll be around
I hear the fading echo of my life
I see the hatred and the strife
I wish I wasn’t broken down
I am tower on the ground
 
I pretend that I can carry on
But I can’t help feeling something’s gone
I reach out for peace and unity
But I worry that no one can see
I cry out, but no one hears a sound
I am tower on the ground

I understand the fear and pain

But I still say that it’s insane
To throw away our dreams to be “safe”
I try to ring for the huddled masses
I hope somehow we can get past this
I am tower fallen to the ground