"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"