If you ever make it to the earth

If you ever make it down

And you stumble on one of those time capsules

That lies buried underground

Inside there'll be cds and magazines

A history on file

Full of promises and endless dreams

And a letter from a wise old child

It says-

"This was america

This was my life

Through the dust of hearts and steel

Our strength and spirit still survived

This is the way it was

The tears and the rage

This was america

Made us older, older than our age

And if you ever make it to the earth

If you ever make it down

Will you be curious or furious

At things that you've found

A world, torn and so misguided

Right and wrong or un-decided

But we stood strong and un-divided

This was america

This was my home

Where the eagle soared again

And flew above our country's fallen stones

This is the way it was

Headlines, front page

This was america

Made us older, older than our age

So won't you lay down, lay down

All your hopes and your dreams

And I will pray now, pray now for a world that is free

Daybreak to sunset, see how we fly

This was america

My land, my own

So welcome to america

Welcome to a place that I called home

Home....

I will pray now, pray now for a world that is free

Shamelessly waiting, aching to fly..

This is america

The great un-known

So welcome to america

A place that I could proudly call my home..."

And you stumble on one of those time capsules...

America, america, america....