Why don't you tell me that it's over
All of the violence's gone to bed
That every family had a father
And we learned to fight for love instead
I'm tired of eyes that never open
I'm tired of mouths that never close
We are a prideful generation
Confident and divided we will fall
And there's a power in every color
There is a scar in every hue
Why don't we listen to each other
It might be the only good we do
So pour a drink
And we will write ourselves another chorus
Help me sing when I am tired
And my throat is hoarse
And have the last bit of my whiskey
It will keep your warm
And raise a glass to freedom
If every slave could know of justice
If every child could have a home
If every christian looked like Jesús
Maybe God would look
A little more like love
So pour a drink
And we will write ourselves another chorus
Help me sing when I am tired
And my throat is hoarse
And have the last bit of my whiskey
It will keep your warm
And raise a glass to freedom
I wish I could silence all my demons
I wish I could give you all my time
I'm not a prophet or a preacher
But I'll sing a song for you tonight
So pour a drink and we will write ourselves another chorus
Help me sing when I am tired and the words are forced
And have the last of all my whiskey it will keep you warm
And raise a glass to freedom