Unspoken words are loud and clear
Reflecting on the yesteryear
People used to care so much
Now it seems they're out of touch
This land of the free's feeling chained
Values lost and dreams constrained
Once a beacon shining bright
Now it stumbles in the night
What happened to the land of the free
Where did our compassion go
Broken hearts and silent cries
Mother's tears and father's ire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Now they turn and barely stand
Streets where laughter used to ring
Echoes now of sorrow's sting
Voices rise but fade away
In the struggle of the day
Can we find what's been misplaced
Stitch together hearts in haste
Hope's a spark that starts a fire
Fan the flames of our desire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Mother's tears and father's ire
Oh, what happened to the land of the free
Where did our compassion go
Broken hearts and silent cries
Mother's tears and father's ire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Now they turn and barely stand
Streets where laughter used to ring
Echoes now of sorrow's sting
Voices rise but fade away
In the struggle of the day
Can we find what's been misplaced
Stitch together hearts in haste
Hope's a spark that starts a fire
Fan the flames of our desire
Fan the flames of our desire
Hazy Dreamweaver - Land Of The Free Lyrics
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Unspoken words are loud and clear
Reflecting on the yesteryear
People used to care so much
Now it seems they're out of touch
This land of the free's feeling chained
Values lost and dreams constrained
Once a beacon shining bright
Now it stumbles in the night
What happened to the land of the free
Where did our compassion go
Broken hearts and silent cries
Mother's tears and father's ire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Now they turn and barely stand
Streets where laughter used to ring
Echoes now of sorrow's sting
Voices rise but fade away
In the struggle of the day
Can we find what's been misplaced
Stitch together hearts in haste
Hope's a spark that starts a fire
Fan the flames of our desire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Mother's tears and father's ire
Oh, what happened to the land of the free
Where did our compassion go
Broken hearts and silent cries
Mother's tears and father's ire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Now they turn and barely stand
Streets where laughter used to ring
Echoes now of sorrow's sting
Voices rise but fade away
In the struggle of the day
Can we find what's been misplaced
Stitch together hearts in haste
Hope's a spark that starts a fire
Fan the flames of our desire
Fan the flames of our desire
Reflecting on the yesteryear
People used to care so much
Now it seems they're out of touch
This land of the free's feeling chained
Values lost and dreams constrained
Once a beacon shining bright
Now it stumbles in the night
What happened to the land of the free
Where did our compassion go
Broken hearts and silent cries
Mother's tears and father's ire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Now they turn and barely stand
Streets where laughter used to ring
Echoes now of sorrow's sting
Voices rise but fade away
In the struggle of the day
Can we find what's been misplaced
Stitch together hearts in haste
Hope's a spark that starts a fire
Fan the flames of our desire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Mother's tears and father's ire
Oh, what happened to the land of the free
Where did our compassion go
Broken hearts and silent cries
Mother's tears and father's ire
Farmers' fields now gather dust
Promises reduced to rust
Neighbors once who lent a hand
Now they turn and barely stand
Streets where laughter used to ring
Echoes now of sorrow's sting
Voices rise but fade away
In the struggle of the day
Can we find what's been misplaced
Stitch together hearts in haste
Hope's a spark that starts a fire
Fan the flames of our desire
Fan the flames of our desire
Writer: Hazy Dreamweaver
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid