In America
Is it better not to look back or should we dust off our journals
Stare deep through the feedback for the new day
Like the distortion has things to say?
Is it better to ignore it, that these bomb shelters are built of sand
Scoring themes from our views, making movies of tragic news
Does this helpless picnic have its own neverland?
America never hurts
They say America never cries
Like no one's lost in America
No one's lost in America
Listening to pink noise, we make mirrors out of shop windows
No one dares to pull the red card, conscience is seared by truths we'd discard
And now e've Aurelius, but soon comes Decius, and perhaps Constantine is a devil
Keen on making things easy
They say America never hurts
They say America never cries
Like no one's lonely in America
No one's lonely in America
Come alive, come alive
Come alive, come alive
The prophet's cello's silenced, if love burns us down to violence
If the whims of the nation cater elation will we not need a soul to blame?
He has to take it all alone
Is His move politcal, a play for the people? No
He takes one for the little guy
He takes a hit for the little guy
They say America never hurts
They say America never cries
Like no one's lonely in America
Like no one's lonely in America
Luke 6:20-38
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