Release your heart, my heart
Release, release
your heart, my heart, release

When, planes be crashing
And blood written
Checks be cashing
To fund builders
Who build pillars from
Ash and debris, from
Bones and metal, from
Fathers and daughters
And friends
And memories and hate
When suicide bombers
Be bombing
And high alerts
Be sounding
And never calming
Peoples' fears
And fright that
Jesus is coming back
World is ending, when
Wars be waged, when
Lives be sacrificed
Not saved but never lost, when
Sense of security
Be rattled found false, when
Skies were quiet and
Clear and quiet and
Blue that day, when
Everything changed
What changed?
Who really changed?

Release
Your heart, my heart
Release, release
Your heart, my heart

Release your heart...

So here I stand
At the crossroads of my life
Do I choose plata or plomo?
Silver or lead
Silver or lead, when
Boys be dying
On blocks everyday
And the TV and
The paper don't never say
Nothing about them
When tattered yellow paper flags
Be taped to forgotten project windows, when
Billowing waving flags
Be perched
On car tops of bigots
And crooked politicians
Has anything changed?
What changed?
Who really changed?
When towers be falling
And Babylon be calling
Your name, my name
When towers be falling
And Babylon be calling
Your name, my name
How will we answer?
How will we answer?
With dread?
With faith?
With misplaced power
Or power of prayer?

(....)
With love?
With love?
Release

Release your heart...

Release, release, release

Release your heart...