Born and Born and Born and Born and Born and Born
I remember I was asking why
And someday you said no
All these years of fighting hard
Now you're falling, you're falling on your clothes
I can't believe it's now happening to me
Now I couldn't even wait a few hundred years
Destiny, at last you see
Now it's stopped, another cry of tears
Child of centuries, forgotten in time
You're up in circles of time
A seer of faces, future and past
The warning you gave us is surely our last
Born and Born and Born and
Behold the child is fighting hand
When he's raised in solemn grace
He's apple-sweat with limey wounds
United States, sins upon his face
Now see the hands of the working man
He's leaning back, back against the wall
One's busy hands are at home now
Standing ready, ready for the fall
The sun's withered, it's day's past time
For all that's left to see
The blind will stay, not chosen to die
Don't believe it, nothing else I see
Born and Born and Born and
Born and Born and Born and
Born and Born and Born and
Born and Born and
Born and Born and Born and Born and