Make It Stop (September's Children)

Whoa

Whoa

Bang, bang go the coffin nails

Like a breath exhaled, then gone forever

It seems like just yesterday

How did I miss the red flags raised?

Think back to days we laughed

We braved these bitter storms together

Then brought to his knees, he cried

But on his feet, he died

What God would damn a heart? (What God)

And what God drove us apart?

What God could?

Make it stop, let this end

Eighteen years pushed to the ledge

It's come to this, a weightless step

On the way down, singing

Whoa

Whoa

Bang, bang from the closet walls

The schoolhouse halls, the shotgun's loaded

Push me and I'll push back

I'm done asking, I demand

From a nation under God

I feel its love like a cattle prod (Born free)

I'm born free but still, they hate (Born me)

I'm born me, no, I can't change

It's always darkest just before the dawn

So stay awake with me, let's prove them wrong

Make it stop, let this end

Eighteen years pushed to the ledge

It's come to this, a weightless step

On the way down, singing

Whoa

Whoa

The cold river washed him away

But how could we forget?

The gatherings hold candles, but not their tongues

And too much blood has flown from the wrist

Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss

Who will rise to stop the blood?

We're calling for, insisting on

A different beat, yeah

A brand new song

Tyler Clementi, age 18

Oh, oh, a brand new song

Billy Lucas, age 15

Harrison Chase Brown, age 15

Cody J. Barker, age 17

Seth Walsh, age 13

Make it stop, let this end

This life chose me, I'm not lost in sin

But proud I stand of who I am

I plan to go on living

Make it stop, let this end

All these years pushed to the ledge

But proud I stand of who I am

I plan to go on living