Lyrics:

The high we started
It all came down.

You said you'd hold me,
but I'm on the ground.

If I stand up now
Will you hold my hand?
Will you stay?
Will you get me high again?

I'm right here.

Freja

up high

Oh America,
the land, the land of the great.
Closing your eyes,
won't close, won't close out the hate.

The land of opportunity,
success is perpetuity.
A word of hope to girls and boys,
but an army of dead will never know rejoice.

Oh America, 
is this your fate?
Have you lost your faith?
Oh, the land of the free,
say what we want,
as long as we agree.

Oh, what will you become?
Can you tell me this hands down?
Or should I put my hands up?
Have you raised all your guns?

Oh America,
does your banner yet wave?
O'er the land of free and brave.

land of the free

Say your little lie,
I can take it.
Hot fire soft against the wall.
Take it a little further.
You can take off in the morning.
Oh, in our space.
You can be the milkman baby.
And let's go to Milkyway.

Where you can't make us fall.
can't make it rain.

Play your little game,
I can take it.
I'll give in just the way you aimed.
We'll do it in your playground.
We can take off in the morning.
Oh, in our space.
I'll be anything you wanna,
let's just go to Milkyway.

Where you can't make us fall.
can't make it rain.

in our space

I make everything in Garageband on a 8 year old iPad with a really crappy microphone so the quality isn't very good.

freja stewart