We are America: a tribute from the heart

Before there was America

Before I knew that there was America

I found an endless land

Before there was an America

We called ourselves Bostonians

We raised up factories and farms, great houses and small

We were willing to die to forge our dream

Like clumsy children we fell

We moved on stubbornly

We were machines belching smoke

We were the flat gold plains of Kansas

We are America

And from the tensions

To each child a freedom dream.