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 Chorus 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 scared by truths we'd discard And now we've Arilius, but soon comes Decious, and perhaps Constantine is a devil Keen on making things easy Chorus 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 nations cater elation will we not need a soul to blame? He has to take it all alone Is His move political, 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