Innocence isn't my America
Fabricated and struck from skies above
Now we find ourselves stuck standing in this place
Here we are again, the dance of days
No!

A stance to change so
To will it within
Find friend in foe

To risk it all
The task of love
To risk it all
The task of love
I'd risk it all for the chance of love and nothing returned
Read the news today, oh boy
I gotta say what an idea
Nevertheless
This too shall pass
Ivory and ebony
Neither of but in between
America