So Long Forgotten
Where There Is Ruin, There Is Hope for a Treasure
O' we built our homes on streets of solid goldand o' we put up our pearly gates to keep the beggars at bayand far across the rising sea a farmer starves so his daughters can eatand we drive up and down our sparkling paved streetsbut there's an ocean between...so we're freeGirl with your gun, girl with your gunTake a step back, see the war that you've wonGirl with your gun, girl with your gunWe have triumphant freedomWe've flown our flags so high,so much higher than our steeples can climbGirl with your gun, girl with your gunTake a step back see the war that you've wonGirl with your gun, girl with your gunWe have freedomWe've such a need for our windows to be cleana sparrow flies in and it breaks his tiny wingsbut we just wanted for the good lord's creation to be seenall the good in this world, O' it aches and it bleeds(Are we the means to an end? Are we the means to an end?)I'd love to believe the world's not a mess...when our blessings come at the price of the oppressedGirl with your gun, girl with your gun(God bless America?) GOD BLESS EVERYONE
From Letras Mania