Mother's only son
And she wants the best for me
America, you hold the dream
The line we have to cross
Is stained with blood and loss
Echoes of a million screams
There was no other way
You would have done the same
Escape...
So, sheep we have become
Corralled under the sun
Escape
Uniforms and guns
Watch how fast they make us run
Not a chance they'll let us be
Yet, I got away
But dead, my mother lay
"Don't look back" I know she'd say
There was no other way
You would have done the same
Escape
So, sheep we have become
Corralled under the sun
Escape
The dogs will see it done
They'll move the herd as one
Concertina cradles you to sleep
Wake up!