If broader skies bring a bitter moon
then I shall hide this heart away
Why should I stand in brightest noon
just to hear the insults they say?

Tempt us in the tempest
and we will resist your chains
In lies and doubt you've kept us
out of the evening rain

We will leave the highway now
this road to disinformation
Stories sour meant to hold us down
and insult a busy, distracted nation

From these roots we yet will grow
with peaceful strength and resolve
And with compassion overthrow
hatred for one and all