If the waters rise, the ground shakes and the sky turns black If it was all over this minute, this second Is there something that you'd regret? If we were written as a story, actors portrayed us in a movie Our lives sung in a song on the radio Would it make you want to sing along? Would it show us all a reason to stay strong? If I could change all that I have become If I could take all the anger and the hate And just give it right back to where it came from I know somewhere I'd find an audience, I'd still find a stage That would make me want to sing along
That could show us all a reason to stay strong To an audience's judgment my place is taken at the mic I look stage left and I look stage right The same moves, the same songs, just a different night I have lost it all and I will find again All of my reason is strictly intuitive Let this expletive be taken as self definition Am I getting through to you? America, lost and searching in America In this we celebrate all that is not okay I don't know what I believe in I don't know where I belong So I scream at the top of my lungs And I run in every direction