[00:25.001]That’s caught in the crossfire[00:28.001]He’d trade his guns for love[00:31.001]But he’s caught in the crossfire[00:35.300]And he keeps wakin’ up[00:37.300]But it’s not to the sound of birds[00:41.001]The tyranny, the violent streets[00:45.001]Deprived of all that we’re blessed with[00:47.490]And he keeps wakin’ up[00:49.001]And we can’t get enough, no[00:51.001]Heaven if you sent us down[00:54.490]So we could build a playground[00:59.001]For the sinners to play as saints[01:02.001]You’d be so proud of what we’ve made[01:08.001]I hope you got some beds around[01:11.001]Cause you’re the only refuge now[01:14.490]For every mother,every child, every brother[01:20.001]That’s caught in the crossfire[01:33.001]That’s caught in the crossfire[01:46.001]I’d trade my luck to know,[02:02.001]Why he’s caught in the crossfire[02:05.001]I’d trade my luck to know,[02:08.490]Why he’s caught in the crossfire[02:12.001]And I’m here wakin’ up[02:14.490]To the sun and the sound of birds[02:31.001]Can I trust what I’m given?[02:34.490]When faith still needs a gun[02:38.001]Whose ammunition justifies the wrong?[02:44.001]And I can’t see from the backseat[02:47.300]So I’m asking from above[02:50.001]Can I trust what I’m given,even when it cuts?[02:58.001]So Heaven if you sent us down[03:01.001]So we could build a playground[03:05.001]For the sinners to play as saints[03:08.001]You’d be so proud of what we made[03:10.001]I hope you got some beds around[03:14.001]Cause you’re the only refuge now[03:17.001]For every mother,every child,every brother[03:23.001]Who’s caught in the crossfire[03:36.001]Who’s caught in the crossfire[03:48.001]Who’s caught in the crossfire