Don’t shoot until you see the whites of their eyes

Or don’t shoot at all

It’d be no surprise

 

You see, to shoot you have to be brave

And that’s hard to be when your T.V. hero’s already made

 

You feel like you’ll never be enough

But it’s ok because soon the next show will be up

 

Who cares if we’re free as long as we’re entertained

It’s easier than fighting for what we believe anyway

 

It’s hard to believe anything anymore for that matter

If he’s right, and she’s right, and I’m right there’s no chatter

 

The problem with us all today:

We don’t care if the flag continues to wave

 

Because when we gave up fighting for work

We stopped being great

 

When we gave up fighting for right

We stopped being sane

 

When we gave up fighting for free

We stopped being brave

 

But I’m happy to say

Where

The blood

And the whites

And the tears

Are displayed

 

The flag will ever and always wave

In the EYES of the free, in the HOMES of the brave

 

(It’s not too late!)

 

Open those lids.

 

(It’s not too late!)

 

Remember where we begin.

 

(It’s not too late!)

 

Peer through the dark.

 

(It’s not too late!)

 

Embark

 

IT’S NOT TOO LATE.

 

Look our enemy in the eye

 

And realize

 

The enemy we’re all fighting

 

Is “I.”