While in repose we exposed all our hidden underneath
Tempting fate
We touch, we taste the bitter frightened tears that flow so freely
Therešs a bone-faced woman on every television
selling us the new reality
I turn to the land so beautiful in her crimson and her gold
Ohio becomes Indiana becomes Illinois
We scrimp, we spend, we sculpt our monuments of greed
And with bloody fists extended
We offer help to those in need
We prop up our old glory, bow our heads and praise the history
All the rules are changing, our way of life endangered
Some escape through the hasty retreat
I turn to the land so beautiful in her crimson and her gold
Ohio becomes Indiana becomes Illinois
When we ride, we hide