"'Tis of Thee"

mother never paid attention
to her daughter's growing intentions
she just worked her hard and gave her little,
she

"Dancing Through Your Amber Waves of Grain"

America,

Once more before I close

These old and weary eyes

I'll gaze into

Wounded

America has been wounded
with a stinging to our hearts
so many lives were taken
so many families torn apart
children

The land of the free 

The land of the dream

Where money is key

and politicians scheme

The land of tolerance

United We Stand

I write of you forever America
the endless clashes
the untold battles
our great and secret drama

We proposed