Story Behind The Song
From the time in Dominica. Still wishing I could make a Broadway musical about this.
Song Length |
4:16 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative |
Lyrics
Before the war I was just a kid
Hanging out with my friends.
Then I found out what it means
To feel something that never ends.
People say that the world is cruel.
I don't think it's the world.
Before the war I was just a kid
But now I'm not a little girl.
I'd like to say that it's okay.
I'd like to think it could be over soon.
But something that I can't control goes crazy
Every time I hear another gun.
Look at me and there's a million more.
There's no town left back where I was born.
I've seen people with their heads shot off.
I've seen worse than that and never told.
I don't know where I belong now,
I found out the hard way.
Look at me and there's a million more,
All orphans of the storm.
We're the new orphans of the storm,
Older than the night.
Though our feet may be cold, our hearts
Are colder still. We dare not cry.
People say that the war is through.
I don't think that is right.
I may not speak your language, but
My eyes can tell of things you'd better
Understand before it all
Breaks out again in your own neighborhood.
You may not think that this can happen to you,
But I'm here to tell you that it can.
Look at me and there's a million more...
...Orphans of the storm.