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In the Southland we're lighting the night sky With the fire from a church burning down When the sun comes again the black and white men Stand and stare at the soot on the ground They raise up their weapons and summon their strength And they cut at the wood with their swords But hey're striking blows against hatred 'Cause they're hammering nails into boards I keep thinking I hear the four horsemen And turning around to see It's just the pony express again And they've got a message for me I've got a lot of hope for the future I've got a lot of faith things can work out fine Got a lot of dreams for a better world Got a lot of work to do if I'm going to make them mine My town is still mostly divided And I don't see much color tonight And I know that it's all complicated That the issues are not black and white But how can we come any closer If I just shake my head where I stand There can never be any handshakes Until somebody puts out their hand Letras de canciones I keep thinking I hear the four horsemen And turning around to see It's just the pony express again And they've got a message for me I've got a lot of hope for the future I've got a lot of faith things can work out fine Got a lot of dreams for a better world Got a lot of work to do if I'm going to make them mine From Letras Mania