Change
Ever moving
Ever grooving
Change
Would you welcome
Would you withdraw
Strange how the times
Seem so different and so much the same
As our ancestors once told us
The disconnect between our brothers and our sons
A future driven by the triggers of our guns
Change in your pocket
In your briefcase
Change
Would you spare it
Would you spend it
Strange how we all
Panhandle and backpedal so well
As our politicians try to sell
Policies built for profit and built to divide one another
But we're intertwined
The disconnect between our brothers and our sons
A future driven by the triggers of our guns
Take a stand
Speak your truth and plead your case so loud
Silence disbelievers in the crowd
The disconnect between our brothers and our sons
A future driven by the triggers of our guns