We've forgotten how to dream
We used to think we'd make the world a little better
But there were promises to keep
And we sat and watched as things just fell apart


Thought we'd already won
So we turned the other way
Now who's holding the gun?

We walk along and draw a line to holler at the other side
We'll show the world who's king

Before the young can use their minds,
We send them off for suicide
With something good to sing
Now


These words are for the weak
For the hungry one's compassion and protection
For those that no one sees
The broken people, man without a voice


Thought we'd already won
So we turned the other way
Now who's holding the gun?

We walk along and draw a line to holler at the other side
We'll show the world who's king

Before the young can use their minds,
We send them off for suicide
With something good to sing
Now


Space between the have and have-nots
Faceless men have taken the lot

Instrumental


We've forgotten how to dream
We used to think we'd make the world a little better
But there were promises to keep
And we sat and watched as things just fell apart

Thought we'd already won
So we turned the other way
Now who's holding the gun?

We walk along and draw a line to holler at the other side
We'll show the world who's king

Before the young can use their minds,
We send them off for suicide
With something good to sing

Instrumental