Show Yourself

When I was small I used to stand with my hand on my heart and I would sing to you you were my son and my lover my father and my brother I beleived in you it was so easy then It was so easy then but where are you now it seems like you can't hear me anymore maybe you're just getting too old But do you remember 201 years ago when you were young how strong you had become promising every one you sweet gift of freedom, now you know exactly who I am I seem to tell you all the time now tell me some kind of truth about yourself your life should be as opena s mine there are children dying for you that doesn't sound like freedom to me you keep lyin' about why they're dyin' when they should be concieved in liberty Show yourself show yourself to me you're the one that told me remember you told me I was born to be free