And if the water dries, the ground shakes and the sky turns black



If it was all over this minute, this second, is there something that you'd regret?



If we were written as a story, actors portrayed us in a movie



Our lives sung in a song on the radio



Would it make you want to sing along?



Would it show us all a reason to stay strong?

Alright

And if I could change all that I have become



If I could take all the anger and the hate and just give it right back to where it came from



I know somewhere I'd find an audience; I know I'd still find a stage



That would make me want to sing along



That would show us all a reason to stay strong

Do an audience and judgment replace this ticking like a mine?



I look stage left and I look stage right



This is our same move, just a different night



And it goes

I have lost it all and I have found again



All of my reasons



It's trickling to an end



Let the saints with me be taken as selfdefinition



Am I getting through to you?

America



Oh I'm not sick searching in America



And in this we celebrate all that is not okay



I don't know what I believe in



I don't know where I belong



So I scream at the top of my lungs and I run in every direction