This Is Not America

A little piece of you The little peace in me will die (This is not a miracle) For this is not America Blossom fails to bloom this season Promise not to stare too long (This is not America) For this is not America There was a time A storm that blew so pure For this could be the biggest sky And I could have the faintest idea For this is not America... This is not America. No. Snowman melting from the inside Falcon spirals to the ground (This could be the biggest sky) So bloody red tomorrows clouds A little piece of you A little peace in me will die (This is not America) For this is not America There was a time A wind that blew so young For this could be the biggest sky And I could have the faintest idea For this is not America...