There's a cancer in this country, fueled by fires of greed and hate, you can feel the earth stopped breathing, as human hearts begin to break.
Hard to walk the straight and narrow, struggles bring you to your knees, lonely souls in cardboard boxes, fallen heroes line the streets.
We are many races, many nations, and we're all yearning to be free, why can't we choose love and grace to guide us, on the way to finding peace.
Can't escape the pain of hunger, gnawing seeps into your veins, no hands to heal a mothers child, splintered trees weep in the rain.
Fear comes clothed in many colors, it strips away who you are, old faces long forgotten, sacred creeds lost in the dark.
We are many races, many nations, and we're all yearning to be free, why can't we choose love and grace to guide us, on the way to finding peace.
Somewhere between here and goodbye, lies hope within all human kind.
We are many races, many nations, and we're all yearning to be free, why can't we choose love and grace to guide us, on the way to finding peace.
On the way, on the way to finding peace, why can't we love. On the way, on the way to finding peace, why can't we love.