You can sail in the desert with a ship of fools

You can smuggle in Mozes and his book of rules

But you can’t take a mother and give her back her son

What kind of freedom is bought with a gun?



People like to build their prison walls

When they’re afraid to look inside a



Thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won’t bring the dead back from the cold



Political speaches they’re laying in the mud

Nothing else matters but money and blood

Tell me your freedom is do what you like

There’s a world gone crazy ‘cause it can’t say no



People like to build their prison walls

When they’re afraid to look inside a



Thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won’t bring the dead back from the cold



A thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won’t bring the dead back from the cold



There should be time for love

But there’s too much room for hate

Too much sliding of the truth

Too much abuse of wasted youth

There’s a time for dying and a time for living too

Had enough of realize, had enough of your alibis



A thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won’t bring the dead back from the cold

A thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won’t bring the dead back from the cold