Sins Against Hope
Never thought it would be this way
Hand-to-mouth, struggling through every day
Life is nothing but bills to pay
A better life – just empty words to say
But I am American
I am American
I am American
And I’m gonna be OK
You and I with a world between
Though I speak, you can’t know what I mean
Our eyes are glazed over sights unseen
Occupied, purple states and going green
But we are Americans
We are American
We are Americans
And we’re gonna be OK
Bombs away! Daisy
cutters, marching bands
For the young, blood soaking through the sand
Iron fists, velvet gloves and helping hands
Disengage, or kill what we don’t understand
But we are Americans
We are American
We are Americans
And you’re gonna be OK
