No one admits they ever cry in public Lately we all do because we must We do because a man stands at The bottom of a building Looking for his brothers body in the dust
It hit home It still does It hits home
It makes me feel a pain within my person Like the breaking of a heart or of a bone To think about that day and to imagine Every moment of my neighbors In that devastated place close to my own
It hit home It still does It hits home
I am no great patriot I never wear the flag and i only sing the songs that I'm supposed to in a crowd but if i travel to Chicago or just take the train downtown I see the grace that's under pressure, that's what i report out loud
It hit home It still does It hits home
People when they're hungry become crazy If its a baby or a nation we discuss Anger turns to action turns to danger We get mean, and feel that living Isn't worth much, and it's either them or us
It hit home It still does It hits home
I am no great patriot I never wear the flag and i only sing the songs that I'm supposed to in a crowd but if i travel to Chicago or just take the train downtown I see the grace that's under pressure, that's what i report out loud
It hit home It still does It hits homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
