Words & music: michael w. smith and wayne kirkpatrick
Wasn't it long ago Wasn't it on a new england coast Wasn't it the standard - people praying to The son and the father and the holy ghost One nation over god Is that what we've now become? The founding fathers left a noble legacy To their sons and daughters To their sons and daughters Look at what we've done Look at what we've done
Chorus: Breakdown, breakdown, breakdown As we learn to bite the hand That tries to feed us Breakdown, breakdown, breakdown If we say that we are free Who will believe us If we breakdown, breakdown, breakdown Breakdown, break
See the powder on the glass See the pillow on the street See the charter of a modern love With no obligations...or promises to meet
Hear the fear of disease Hear the baby never born Hear a people crying out Somebody save us - oh, please somebody save us From what we're headed for - from what we're headed for
Chorus
Breakdown, breakdown, breakdown As we learn to bite the hand That tries to feed us Breakdown, breakdown, breakdown
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