In America - Downhere

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, yeah, we make mirrors out of shop windows

No one dares to pull the red card, consience is seared by truths we discard

And now we’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

Bridge:

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 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 (Luke 6:20−38)