For americajackson browneas if i really didn't understandthat i was just another part of their plani went off looking for the promisebelieving in the motherlandand from the comfort of a dreamer's bedand the safety of my own headi went on speaking of the futurewhile other people fought and bledthe kid i was when i first left homewas looking for his freedom and a life of his ownbut the freedom that he found wasn't quite as sweetwhen the truth was knowni have prayed for americai was made for americait's in my blood and in my bonesby the dawn's early lightby all i know is rightwe're going to reap what we have sownas if freedom was a question of mightas if loyalty was black and whiteyou hear people say it all the time-"my country wrong or right"i want to know what that's got to dowith what it takes to find out what's truewith everyone from the president on downtrying to keep it from youthe thing i wonder about the dads and momswho send their sons to the vietnamswill they really think their way of lifehas been protected as the next war comes?i have prayed for americai was made for americaher shining dream plays in my mindby the rockets red glarea generation's blank starewe better wake her up this timethe kid i was when i first left homewas looking for his freedom and a life of his ownbut the freedom that he found wasn't quite a sweetwhen the truth was knowni have prayed for americai was made for americai can't let go till she comes arounduntil the land of the freeis awake and can seeand until her conscience has been foundfrom: gsom <gsom@prodigy.net>