I stumbled across this song (Undertow, by Genesis) when I was driving across western Canada and Alaska in 2010. I heard it again today, and it brought tears to my eyes as I thought of the people in Paris, and people everywhere who are murdered every day.
If this were the last day of your life, my friend
Tell me, what do you think you would do then?
Stand up to the blow that fate has struck upon you
Make the most of all you still have coming to you.
Lay down on the ground and let the tears run from you
Crying to the grass and trees and heaven finally on your knees.
Let me live again, let life come find me wanting.
Spring must strike again, against the shield of winter.
Let me feel once more the arms of love surround me
Telling me the danger’s past
I need not fear the icy blast again.