You ask me, why spend life so bottled in?
Why not go out, enjoy the world?
I’ll tell you love, here, come right in
But first let me untie what’s curled
Sometimes we want to get away
Forgetting what we saw
Others, they just prance and play
Not knowing how we’ll someday fall
What year did we decide was right?
What point as freedom calls?
There is no glory in this fight
But blood will paint it’s walls
There is a silence, among men
That doesn’t speak a word
Instead they stand there, brother, friend
And nothing can be heard
It’s out there, yes, it’s out there so
If we could only reconcile
Remember us, who fought, you know
Who walked with you, all of the while
How the World Should Work 