Blue skies went in the trees And birds carry a song On a crowded street of refugees In a city for the lost Everyone is searching For a light or valid cause Cutting throats and taking notes From those who move along We must have faith That dire times won't change If we give into pain Or drown ourselves in rage Broken hearts, dirty streets From dreams of shining lights Reality kills confidence Here almost every night Burning wits carry the fire Gunshots end up close From terrified and cowardly Gave up long ago We must work hard To fight to make our own way To shelter those we love From what comes round some day We live by the sword and we die We'll breathe by the ocean and cry We'll stand up and carry the weight of the world For ourselves and love ones to thrive