In the End

The more of this noise that I perceive
The harder it is for me to believe
It’s too much with the hatred, it’s too much with the you-versus-me
It’s too much of pretending the truth is too veiled to see

It’s hard enough
It’s hard to transcend
Sometimes we all need a shoulder
And we’re all we’ve got in the end

I can’t say I understand
Locking the gates ’round the promised land
It’s too much with divisions, it’s too much with the lines in the sand
It’s too much with the torches and pitchforks in all our hands

It’s hard enough
It’s hard to transcend
Sometimes we all need a shoulder
And we’re all we’ve got
Sometimes we all need a shoulder
And we’re all we’ve got in the end

A Mile of Ground

A girl carries water in a gasoline can
A mile to the well, another back again
She didn’t ask to be born in this place
She didn’t ask, but she carries the weight

A boy in Nebraska stares up into space
Feels misunderstood, he dreams of escape
He didn’t ask to be born in this place, but
His future ahead is for him to create

The same heart pounds
As they kick the dirt up from the ground

Why do we wait?
What does it take
To see that in my shoes or yours
A mile of ground
Wherever it’s found
Is still the same distance to cross

A man with an office a hundred floors up
Can see for miles but it isn’t enough
Didn’t know peace would be so hard to find
He looks at tomorrow with fear in his eyes

A girl in the street throws up her fist with a shout
Joining her voice with the gathering crowd
Didn’t know peace would be so hard to find
Seizes her chance to make a better life

The same heart beats
Inside a soul that longs for relief

Why do we wait?
What does it take
To see that in my shoes or yours
A mile of ground
Wherever it’s found
May be the same distance to cross
But if the road’s not paved
The journey’s not the same

We put, we put
One foot
Before, before
The other.

Just to Win the Fight

Fear is in the air
Carried on the breeze
A glowing ember
To a grove of trees

We fan the flames
And sing proud songs
Never asking
If we could be wrong

‘Cause when we welcome lies
Just to win the fight
The truth becomes
Hard, hard to recognize

Crowds in the street
Don’t know who to blame
They battle each other though
Their enemy’s the same

Told what to think
We go along
With somebody’s game
Where we’re the pawns

‘Cause when we welcome lies
Just to win the fight
The truth becomes
Hard, hard to recognize

‘Cause when we welcome lies
Just to win the fight
The truth becomes
Hard, hard to recognize
We forget in time
How to open up our eyes