Ooh, when life moves this slowly Ooh, just try and let it go Mommy's in the kitchen cooking up something good And daddy's on the sofa, pride of the neighborhood My brother's in the ballet, it seems he's got it set And I'll be up at midnight with my

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction

You were mine my boo I don't know bout cha'll But I know about us and uh This is the only way We know how to rock It started when we were younger girl Now another brother's taking over But it's still in your eyes my boo Even though we used to argue it's

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction

Pushing me away Ya push, push, pushing me away Every last word, every single thing you say Try to stop me now, but it's already too late If you really don't care, then say it to my face You push, push, you're pushing me away Push, push, pushing me away

Beside my brothers and my sisters I will proudly take a stand When liberty's in jeopardy I will always do what's right I'm out here on the front lines I'm just trying to be a father Raise a daughter and a son Be a lover to their mother Everything to

It's too late to pretend You know me better than I know myself Don't take my heart and put it on a shelf Always someone else The next guy who will Make your cold heart melt I'm gonna give my love to someone else La la la la la She's such a flirt

Now I found some Grace beneath the judge's gavel Grace among my brothers on the firing line Grace upon this road less traveled Grace beneath the pines, the pines Grace beneath the pines There'll be no more running round for me No more going down, you'll

America, America And the red man is right, to expect a little from you And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me,

This is the end This is the end of chasing dreams gone by Ever-long is this goodbye and this This is the end of our respect denied Stand with us or stand aside This ends now Look me in these blackened eyes Brothers my brothers And I don't care about last