I see people on the street
In a angry confrontation
Singing their anthems of war
Intentions are good
But is anybody asking
What are we doing this far - and now I'm wondering
Can an angel own a gun
Can you shoot your way to heaven
Does it matter how you make your stand for God?
Can a hole in someone's head
Ever lead them to salvation
It's really got me wondering
Can an angel own a gun
I see crosses on a hill
And a million unseen angels
Waiting for heaven's command
But the word never came
And what the world would call disaster
Somehow was all in the plan
People screaming long and loud
From the angry growing crowd
Jesus falling to his knees
Praying Father - forgive them please
