C O L O R S
(c) 2012, Christopher Moon
(In remembrance of the Sept. 11 Attacks)
Undivided, one nation under God we come together when times get hard
we the people, stand together strong … so for America, we wrote this song:
From the farmlands filled with wheat to the cops out on the beat
from the beaches to the mountains from the country to the street
United we all stand, we the people of the land
defending every inch and standing hand in hand.
Our colors are many, they add up to one
These colors might bleed, but these colors won’t run.
Red is for the hero’s blood that’s fallen on this land
the brave, the young, the old, the ones who firmly took a stand
the few that made the difference when the difference meant it all
the ones that never hesitated answering the call.
White is for the torch at night they carried on the field
to those that would oppose the freedoms we would never yield
and white is for the ray of hope we never let burn out
our faith will always conquer and triumph over doubt
And blue is for the brighter day our children all will see
when colors all just look the same and there’s equality
and blue is for the heavens that is home to those we lost
the ones who sacrificed it all, the ones who paid the cost.
Our colors are many, they add up to one
These colors might bleed, but these colors won’t run.
No, we ain’t gonna take it, take it lying down, we’re ready and we’re watching in every single town
even if you tiptoe we will hear the sound, with a hundred thousand eyes you can run but you’ll be found.
Our colors are many, they add up to one
These colors might bleed, but these colors won’t run.