Land of the Free

[intro] [verse 1] Lately it feels like the ground's caving in, Morning coffee’s bitter with the taste of the spin. Promised change floating away like driftwood, Feeling like a stranger in my own neighborhood. [Chorus] Is this the dream we were sold, Where we are left out in the cold? Bridges burning down, and it's getting harder to see, What’s left of the land of the free. [Guitar solo] [Verse 2] Streets are flodded with the bodies of the brave, Silent voices dying from the choices they made. Bills pile up like leaves under the street light, Work all day just to survive the night. [Bridge] Can we talk across the lines that divide, Find the common ground where hope can’t hide? It’s not just you and me, it’s about all of us, Rebuilding trust from the dust. [Chorus] Is this the dream we were sold, Where we are left out in the cold? Bridges burning down, and it's getting harder to see, What’s left of the land of the free. [Outro]