Kris Dane - Great America lyrics

Where wind is dark and dust is white We gotta run slow and think real fast Where heaven comes down, darkness rise Devil's Darning Needle in disguise Oh Lord, we're calling Great America is falling The target's high, we hit below The ashes fall like snowfall I'll bring the water to the land Where stars explode in a young girl's hand Oh Lord, we're calling Great America is falling For those who sow the wind will reap the whirlwind