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Guns are the #1 killer of kids & teens in America. It doesn’t have to be this way. Visit or text JOIN to 644-33. Together, we can end gun violence. Illustrator/Animator: Johanna Gousset Lyrics: Trouble in little town People all gathered around Abandoned bag on a step This is what happened next I was only trying to hear what the teacher said Then I heard a gunshot ringing in my head Can see us on the evening news, there's 23 dead In two-by-twos with our shirts stained red We walk these streets of heaven We walk these streets of heaven now It's hard to get through the days Knowing they're miles away Knowing what could've been I look on down and I see My brother on the stand, trying to make a case My mother in the hallway with tears upon her face The lawyers say these cruel machines, they keep us safe But you and me, we know the price to pay As we walk these streets of heaven Walk these streets of heaven Another shot, wasted life Another friend to walk beside I know it hurts, but wipe your eyes And we'll sing until the old men cry It's just the way it is, I don't know why It's just the way it is, I don't know why It's just the way it is, I don't know why We're just a bunch of kids who didn't have to die As we walk these streets of heaven As we walk these streets of heaven As we walk these streets of heaven We walk these streets of heaven now
