"Can we tell God from a man-made king?
Can we tell love from a promise ring?
Can we tell the Kingdom from the kingdom
where we lay our head down at night?
Gunshots, smoke clouds, the air I need
I'm tired of fighting wars if you're a casualty
Can we tell the Kingdom from the kingdom
where we lay our head down at night?
You are my country
You are my land
You are the line
I'm drawing in the sand"