NOAH DERKSEN

LAND OF THE FREE

land of the free
land of the free fallen 
land of the free 
falling onto its knees 

our fathers who stood before us 
on the sandy shores of Lake Michigan 
throwing rocks at the drowning men 
to see if they would sink, or if they’d swim 

do you feel the freedom now 
can you taste it 
well then sing it out loud 

land of the free 
land of the free fallen 
land of the free 
falling onto its knees 

there you sit with your ball and chain 
I hear you cursing out the Lord’s name 
ain’t it always the same 

just quit your bitching and moaning 
Sandy Hook was one of a kind, 
just like Vietnam 
and whatever happened in 1945 

land of the free 
land of the free fallen 
land of the free 
falling onto its knees 

but baby, if we were born to run 
then why do we need a starting gun 

in the land of the free 
land of the free fallen 
land of the free 
falling onto its, falling onto its 

land of the free 
land of the free fallen 
land of the free 
falling onto its, falling onto its knees

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