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I have a heart full of questions Quieting all my suggestions What is the meaning of Christian in this American life I'm feeling awfully foolish Spending my life on a message I look around and I wonder ever if I heard it right Coming to you 'cause I'm confused Coming to you 'cause I feel used Coming to weep while I'm waiting Tell me you won't make me go I need to know there is justice That it will roll in abundance And that you're building a city Where we arrive as immigrants And you call us citizens And you welcome us as children home You were alone and rejected Misunderstood and detested You gave it all didn't hold back You even gave up your life How can we call ourselves Christians Saying that love is a tension Between the call of the cross and Between the old party line Coming to you for the mothers Who are all running for cover There is a flood from their weeping Tell me you won't make them go I need to know there is justice That it will roll in abundance And that you're building a city Where we arrive as immigrants And you call us citizens And you welcome us as children home There is a man with a family He has a wife and a baby He broke the law just to save them Working for three bucks an hour Truly you said we were equal Everyone's heart is deceitful Everyone born is illegal When love is the law of the land Coming to you for the hungry Eating the scraps of this country Didn't you swear you would feed them Tell me you won't make them go I need to know there is justice That it will roll in abundance And that you're building a city Where we arrive as immigrants And you call us citizens And you welcome us as children home There is a wolf who is ranting All of the sheep they are clapping Promising power and protection Claiming the Christ who was killed Killed by a common consensus Everyone screaming "Barabbas" Trading their God for a hero Forfeiting Heaven for Rome Coming to you 'cause I'm angry Coming to you 'cause I'm guilty Coming to you 'cause you've promised To leave the flock for the one I need to know there is justice That it will roll in abundance And that you're building a city Where we arrive as immigrants And you call us citizens And you welcome us as children home Where we arrive as immigrants And you call us citizens And you welcome us as children home Is there a way to love always Living in enemy hallways Don't know my foes from my friends and Don't know my friends anymore Power has several prizes Handcuffs can come in all sizes Love has a million disguises But winning is simply not one
Writer(s): Jon Guerra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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