American Soul

Blessed are the bullies
For one day they will have to stand up to themselves
Blessed are the lies
For the truth can be awkward
It's not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around
Look around
Look around
Look around
It's a sound
Look around
Look around
It's a sound
It's not a place
This country is to me a thought
That offers grace
For every welcome that is sought
You are rock and roll
You and I are rock and roll
You are rock and roll
Came here looking for American Soul
It's not a place
This is a dream the whole world owns
The pilgrims face
It had your heart to call a home
Hold on brother John
Too many mothers weeping
Dream on brother John
In your dreams you can’t be sleeping
You are rock and roll
You and I are rock and roll
You are rock and roll
Came here looking for American Soul
American
American
Put your hands in the air
Hold up the sky
Could be too late but we still gotta try
There's a moment in life where the soul can die
In a person, in a country, when you believe the lie
The lie the lie the lie
There's a promise at the heart of every good dream
It's a call to action, not a fantasy
The end of the dream, the start of what's real
Let it be unity, let it be community
For refugees like you and me
A country to receive us
Will you be my sanctuary
Refu.. Jesus
You are rock and roll
You and I are rock and roll
You are rock and roll
Came here looking for American Soul
You are rock and roll
You and I are rock and roll
You are rock and roll
Came here looking for American Soul
American Soul
American Soul