Lyrics

There's fire in the streets on Capital Hill Revolutions in distant lands Empires crumbling Whole countries changing hands Darkness descending With no end in sight Would anyone be surprised If the world ended tonight? I'm going home Gonna turn off the TV Put down my phone Love my family Everyone's got something their screaming But no one has any answers Fear and chaos pounding out the beat Modern man is the dancer I see hate answered with hate No one changing hearts I can't tell you where we're headed But I know where we start Go home Turn off the TV Put down your phone Love your family There's a time for the clenched fist A time for the open hand A time to take a knee A time to take a stand All we have Is this short time together Start a legacy of light That goes on forever Go home Turn off the TV Put down your phone Love your family
Writer(s): Luke Brindley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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