Statues will be broken with great authority
Understating the lack of care for antiquity
On a bus people came
With brand new tongues and polished hand grenades
Even now I look for weapons to borrow
Timeless antics can't wait for tomorrow
A bowie knife, paper and pens
To record actions from all there who agree
They know what's wrong and just might make it right
A concentration of sun exploding out there eyes
Burning hope will be motto
And the name of first battle sight
Didn't come here to crash the party
I came here to crash myself
I didn't believe (I didn't believe)
But now my hearts on my sleeve
Everything will be well (Everything will be well)
Everything will be well
I never said that I had the best plan
I'll follow you now cause I am just a hopeful man
I believe it's time for a change
A new hope and a new face to maim
Where is the line so I can polish my new hand grenade
