Story Behind The Song
Frustration and angst about shootings everywhere
| Song Length |
3:38 |
Genre |
Rock - Americana, Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Troubled, Annoyed |
Subject |
Guns, Liberal, Progressive |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
I don't believe it, guns again, splattered over the news
More crazy martyrs fed on hate, medicines and booze
After bullets slay friends at school, kids and teachers huddle up
Outside, under flashing lights policemen weep and parents hug
[Chorus:]
Hey, it's a shot in the dark, but I'm askin' where's it end, my friend?
My TV shoots fiery darts, man, I'm sleepin' in the lions den
I'd love to keep my beating heart but I see sharks
Nothing left so I'll take my chance
And cry my shot in the dark
Lives are spent, then talking heads fill the holes with words and air
All God's good work gone for nothing here's a chance to show they care
"If I see another gun totin' Doc Holliday, where our children play
I'll tell you what I think - all of us should take the blame (oh yeah)
[CHORUS]
[Bridge:]
Each day without some changes means another child lies dead
Look, another loser waving guns, wonder what's inside his head
[Chorus #2:]
It's a shot in the dark - I wanna know where will it end?
TV shoots fiery darts, man, I'm sleeping in the lions den
A simple question, a simple spark
That'll fan the flames like Joan of Ark
There's nothin' left so I take my chance
And cry my shot in the dark