Number 15
April 9th, 2009

Four Thousand Miles

Four thousand miles
But the smiles speak the language
Big rivers flow
People know just who you are
They see it in your face
So much we say
Never needs to be heard
So much we say
You can say without a word

Four thousand miles
And a song tells a story
On an ancient stage
To the power and the glory
Let the voices ring
So much we feel
Never needs to be heard
So much we fear
Is in our words

So we draw the line, draw the line
On a map somebody made
Tells us that we're different
Make us more afraid
We draw the line, draw the line
And in our map we trust
Until we get a closer look at you
And what we see is us

Four thousand miles
And the smiles take me home
Though I've never been
They know me to my soul
I see it in your face
So much we say
Never needs to be heard
So much we pray
We can pray without a word

Still we draw the line, draw the line
On a map somebody made
Tells us that we're different
Make us more afraid
But still we draw the line,draw the line
And in some map we trust
Until we get up close enough to see
How much you look like us

Four thousand miles
And I'm walking through the wonder
How the distance divides:
Not at all
And the map I'm living on
With every new face I meet
Is being redrawn