Lyrics

The sacred and sublime
Mystic rhythms, gongs, and chimes
That echo through halls once divine
Holy water and mandalas
God-blessed incense, the beaded Malas
Lost in the cinema, searchin' for utopia,
Hidden incognita
Where's your spirit America?

Out on the road again, lookin' at America
l left my home in Oregon , past Texas and Omaha
Through cold December nights and brilliant July days
I walked, I ran, I rode, and sometimes
I just watched and stayed
Some Folks I discovered were similar to me
They worked to uncover a simple life, to live free
But freedom's overrated when two jobs just pay the rent
The dream was promised
but the package wasn't always sent

I heard one fella' say, "It's simply not enough.
I've got to have more bigger, better, shinier stuff!"
Another said, "My Credit cards, they're all maxed.
And now the IRS says I owe them more tax"
Many testified, they suffered misery and pain
Religion, it seems a farce to justify guilty shames!
The Sacred and the spiritual have fled this country
Oh Great Spirit what happened
To our precious sanctity?

"More, More, More and More!
'We got to have the Greatest score!"
"Look at all the stuff we got.
"But you know it's really not a lot"
"How can we improve our pile?
"To insure we'll keep livin' in style?"

They lived with the land not owning anything
They trusted the Great Spirit to provide everything
Demons cross the sea brought their guns
And their disease
They never saw it coming, there was no place,
No place for the proud to flee

Where did it get us, this raping of the land
It will soon be unlivable,
The greenhouse grand slam!
To have a world so beautiful
And Disrespect her so
The God of Greed triumphant
Draped in scarlet, white, and indigo!

The sacred and sublime
Mystic rhythms, gongs, and chimes
That echo through halls once divine
Holy water and mandalas
God-blessed incense, the beaded Malas
Were lost in the cinema,
We're searchin' for utopia,
We're hidden incognita
Where's your spirit America?

Now all the hypocrites and the Democrats too
Swear they want what's truly best for me and you
And those of the GOP, the High Priests of Greed
They claim we should already have everything,
Everything that we need
I can't help wondering as I finish up this song
Either the US spirit's gone or something's
Fundamentally wrong.
One Nation under God with Liberty for all
Yet I feel we need a national confessional

I invite everyone to open up their hearts
And let the love spill out
That's been keepin us apart
The Spirt of America is hid with in us all
If you listen carefully you will hear our Mother's call

A call for change - Let's rearrange
A new day's born - As life reforms
Of who we are- Were made of stars
With just one Earth-She's made of dirt

Open up and let your spirit sing
Let the Bells of Freedom Finally ring