sticks and stones

battle zones

a single light bulb

on a single thread for the black

sirens wail

history fails

rose-colored glass

begins to age and crack

while the politicians shadowbox

the power ring

in an endless split decision

never solve anything

from a neighbor's distant land

i heard the strain of the common man

let it be me

(this is not a fighting song)

let it be me

(not a wrong for a wrong)

let it be me

if the world is night

shine my life like a light

well the world seems spent

and the president

has no good idea

of who the masses are

well i'm one of them

and i'm among friends

we're trying to see beyond

the fences in our own backyards

i've seen the kingdoms blow

like ashes in the winds of change

but the power of truth

is the fuel for the flame

so the darker the ages get

there's a stronger beacon yet

let it be me

(this is not a fighting song)

let it be me

(not a wrong for a wrong)

let it be me

if the world is night

shine my life like a light

in the kind word you speak

in the turn of the cheek

when your vision stays clear

in the face of your fear

then you see turning out a light switch

is their only power

when we stand like spotlights

in a mighty tower

all for one and one for all

then we sing the common call

let it be me

(this is not a fighting song)

let it be me

(not a wrong for a wrong)

let it be me

if the world is night

shine my life like a light