How can I
Know what I think all of the time
When I haven't had time to think
And sort my scattered mind?
How can I
Do what is right all of the time
When what is right shifts and disrupts my paradigm?
'Cause in a world where fools and cynics
Love to cast their stones
While the burden of the proof
Remains willfully unknown
Where facts or formed from fiction
And the truth is bent with ease
How can I raise the flag and love my enemies?
I'm trying hard to be a better man
All I can do is make an honest stand
How can I
Love like I should, when my heart
Is dry as wood, petrified in 30 feet of ash?
How can I
Run the good race when what I need is
Someone to break both my legs and throw me on their back?
'Cause in a world where fools and cynics
Try to bar the golden door
To keep out the huddled masses
The tired and the poor
Where the homeless long for shelter
From the chaos of the squalls
How can I raise the flag and love beyond its walls?
I'm trying hard to be a better man
All I can do is make an honest stand
'Cause in a world where fools and cynics
Put men below the bottom line
As towns fall to addiction
And their spirits slowly die
While families fall to pieces
And their homes to disrepair
How can I raise the flag when even I don't seem to care enough
To make an honest stand?
I could try harder to be a better man