You can sail in the desert with a ship of fools You can smuggle in Moses and his book of rules But you can’t take a mother and give her back her son What kind of freedom is bought with a gun?
People like to build their prison walls When they’re afraid to look inside a
Thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won’t bring the dead back from the cold
Political speaches they’re lying in the mud Nothing else matters but money and blood Tyranny of freedom is do what you like There’s a world gone crazy ‘cause it can’t say no
People like to build their prison walls When they’re afraid to look inside a
Thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won’t bring the dead back from the cold A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won’t bring the dead back from the cold
SOLO
There should be time for love But there’s too much room for hate Too much sliding of the truth Too much abuse of wasted youth There’s a time for dying and a time for living too Had enough of realize, had enough of your alibis
A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won’t bring the dead back from the cold A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won’t bring the dead back from the cold