| Welcome to my life Under God I once stood Now under mountains of strife I will crack like brittle wood My eagle once promised liberty Now money does instead As leaders preach in deceitful clarity My children get covered in red The boys who paid for me Like innocence, are forgotten Now I can't fail to foresee The success of the rotten The dream I created That was once milk and honey Is dead to those who medicated Their lives with money The sky will remain blue But I will be gone Loyal to those who lie in truths My people must fix what's wrong Strong still I may be But within mistruth rages But all you chose to see Is the beauty of lost ages |