It's time for a new National Anthem. America is divided into two definite divisions. The easy thing to cop out with is sayin' black and white. You can see a black person. But now to get down to the nitty-gritty, it's getting' to be old and young - not the age, but the way of thinking. Old and new, actually... because there's so many even older people that took half their lives to reach a certain point that little kids understand now.

Click bang, what a hang, your daddy just shot poor me.

I use to live in a room full of mirrors, all I could see was me.

I try all night to play a pretty note.

Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past? And with its crutch, its old age, and its wisdom, it whispers no this will be the last.

Some people should just start ideas and other ones should carry them out.

May I love you away from the evils of today to the dreams of tomorrow, you know heaven has no sorrow.