Our fathers they came
All the same
Got together
Despite the weather
For worse and for better
To build a home for their children
Paving the way
Not to say
There wouldn’t be trouble down the road
But it sold
Their idea of freedom
And liberty
But now were blinded
By what we think we see
Twisted word
For the free bird
Still doesn’t have the right
To attack another
We’re all brothers
And sisters in this life
But people these days
They don’t want to see
Anything but they’re own truth
Liars they be
And of the worst kind
If you do anything
Be honest with your mind
Or else you’ll find
Caught up in a web of white
Quickly turning grey
But they put up a fight
Thicker it grows
Until everybody knows
But wont recognize
They prefer to disguise
What they know is truth
Afraid to hear others cries
They’d rather die
Than admit to their lie