So they wrote
on presidents and angels, we built a book
we build a road out of nothing but a saying
on governments and police we build a book
of how things we know should be

So when a man comes with a difference
a woman comes with an idea
we crush it down to nothing in the fear that we will lose it
open up the books, I am guilty of it, too
just like all of us, the information flies without us through

And say the way
this may now leave my head run over
a face through a night so black I can't see you, oh

Hope from the speeches spoken in
hope from the speeches made day in, day out
with money paid and advertising raging
a woman and a child sleep, well, they're the day ends
raising me up, raising me like a man

Oh, mother, everything good I've gained I've gained from you
oh, and, mother, everything I know I've learned from you, oh

But rain in the house so no one sees there's
oh, should we brothers and sisters repeat it

I read a book of a man most worshiped
a man most worshiped
for ideas and for the birth of freedom he showed
well, in, oh, in twenty years he begged the revolutions come
so that no pigheaded bastard would steal you and my fun

Rein in the eyes, rein the morning eye
oh, rein in the love of my mother and my borders
and I will hear the voices of the women calling louder
alright, alright, alright
and nothing should address this like our love for each other

This land is your land, this land is my land
from California to the New York islands
from the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters
this land belongs to you and me

Made in the eye that we should lead it
now no brother that I have and [...]
and rain the eyes that we should lead it