Who is gunning down my brother? Who is shooting at my sister? When we were young All the monsters fled the morning sun And only good guys were packing guns When did nightmares start to come In the middle of the day? Who will break the bloody cycle? Speak their mind without an automatic rifle For the pain? Slowly breaking, taking aim Making headlines for the day Senseless violence yet again In the middle of the day Jesus, Jesus, won't you hear us? Though we don't know what to say Speak a little louder to us The message of the Lord: "Peter, put away your sword" It's time to end the war In the middle of the day We are calling for a ceasefire To keep the body count from climbing any higher There's a way Little choices, day to day To believe in what we pray And for love to have the final say In the middle of the day