If you ever make it to the earth
If you ever make it down
And you stumble on one of those time capsules
That lies buried underground
Inside there'll be cds and magazines
A history on file
Full of promises and endless dreams
And a letter from a wise old child
It says-

"This was america
This was my life
Through the dust of hearts and steel
Our strength and spirit still survived
This is the way it was
The tears and the rage
This was america
Made us older, older than our age

And if you ever make it to the earth
If you ever make it down
Will you be curious or furious
At things that you've found
A world, torn and so misguided
Right and wrong or un-decided
But we stood strong and un-divided

This was america
This was my home
Where the eagle soared again
And flew above our country's fallen stones
This is the way it was
Headlines, front page
This was america
Made us older, older than our age

So won't you lay down, lay down
All your hopes and your dreams
And I will pray now, pray now for a world that is free
Daybreak to sunset, see how we fly

This was america
My land, my own
So welcome to america
Welcome to a place that I called home
Home....

I will pray now, pray now for a world that is free
Shamelessly waiting, aching to fly..

This is america
The great un-known
So welcome to america
A place that I could proudly call my home..."

And you stumble on one of those time capsules...
America, america, america....

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