Who is America?

Who Is America?

Lyrics

[Verse 1] She’s the kid by the border Counting trucks in the dust

Grandma in Detroit Holding bills Praying rust turns to trust

He's the nurse on the night shift Eyes red Hands sore

They keep telling their stories But we keep asking for more

[Chorus] Who is America

Is it flags on a pickup Or feet on the ground

Is it choir robes Or a protest sound

We’re a question asked in a crowded room

Who is America

Maybe it’s me and it’s you

[Verse 2] She’s the girl in Atlanta First one through the door

College sweatshirt Campus map Mom crying at the floor

He's the vet in a bar seat Talking loud Talking slow

Says "I left as a boy Came back Didn’t know where to go"

[Chorus] Who is America

Is it hands in a huddle Or hands in the air

Sunday dinner Or an empty chair

We’re a promise written in fading blue

Who is America

Maybe it’s me and it’s you

[Bridge] We argue like family We love like that too (oh yeah)

Fighting over past lives Trying to fit in one view

But a name this big Needs a million faces

A thousand prayers In a thousand places

[Chorus] Who is America

Is it broke-down towns Or skylines new

Is it one long road Or a change of route

We’re a story scribbled Still bleeding through

Who is America

Maybe it’s me and it’s you

(Yeah, maybe it’s me and it’s you)