We'll Have Our Home Again

When there's nothing left
But the fire in my chest
And the air that fills my lungs
I'll hold my tears
And trade my years
For a glimpse at Kingdom Come
On the other side of misery
There's a world we long to see
The strife we share
Will take us there
To relief and sovereignty
Oh by God we'll
Have our home again
By God we'll have our home
By blood or sweat
We'll get there yet
By God we'll have our home
In our own towns
We're foreigners now
Our names are spat and cursed
The headlines smack
Of another attack
Not the last
And not the worst
Oh my fathers
They look down on me
I wonder what they feel
To see their noble
Sons driven down
Beneath a coward's heel
The road is dark, the way is lost
My eyes they strain to see
I struggle forth to find
A friend to light the way for me
Oh brothers can
You hear my voice?
Or am I all alone?
If there's no fire to guide my way
Then I will start my own