Lyrics Citizens - Jon Guerra

Citizens

I have a heart full of questions
Quieting all my suggestions
What is the meaning of Christian
In this American life?
I’m feeling awfully foolish
Spending my life on a message
I look around and I wonder
Ever if I heard it right
Coming to you 'cause I’m confused
Coming to you 'cause I feel used
Coming to weep while I’m waiting
Tell me you won’t make me go
I need to know there is justice
That it will roll in abundance
And that you’re building a city
Where we arrive as immigrants
And you call us citizens
And you welcome us as children home
You were alone and rejected
Misunderstood and detested
You gave it all, didn’t hold back
You even gave up your life
How can we call ourselves Christians
Saying that love is a tension
Between the call of the cross and
Between the old party line?
Coming to you for the mothers
Who are all running for cover
There is a flood from their weeping
Tell me you won’t make them go
I need to know there is justice
That it will roll in abundance
And that you’re building a city
Where we arrive as immigrants
And you call us citizens
And you welcome us as children home
There is a man with a family
He has a wife and a baby
He broke the law just to save them
Working for three bucks an hour
Truly you said we were equal
Everyone’s heart is deceitful
Everyone born is illegal
When love is the law of the land
Coming to you for the hungry
Eating the scraps of this country
Didn’t you swear you would feed them?
Tell me you won’t make them go
I need to know there is justice
That it will roll in abundance
And that you’re building a city
Where we arrive as immigrants
And you call us citizens
And you welcome us as children home
There is a wolf who is ranting
All of the sheep, they are clapping
Promising power and protection
Claiming the Christ who was killed
Killed by a common consensus
Everyone screaming «Barabbas»
Trading their God for a hero
Forfeiting Heaven for Rome
Coming to you 'cause I’m angry
Coming to you 'cause I’m guilty
Coming to you 'cause you’ve promised
To leave the flock for the one
I need to know there is justice
That it will roll in abundance
And that you’re building a city
Where we arrive as immigrants
And you call us citizens
And welcome us as children home
Where we arrive as immigrants
And you call us citizens
And welcome us as children home
Is there a way to love always?
Living in enemy hallways
Don’t know my foes from my friends and
I don’t know my friends anymore
Power has several prizes
Handcuffs can come in all sizes
Love has a million disguises
But winning is simply not one