Is it better not to look back or shoul we dust of our journals   Stare deep throught he feedback for the new day   Like the distortion has things to say?   Is it better to ignore it, that these bomb shelters are built of sand   Scoring themes from our views making movies of tragic news   Does this helpless picnic have its own neverland?      Chorus 1:      America never hurts   They say America never crys    Like no one's lost in America   No one's lost in America       Listening to pink noise, we make mirrors out of shop windows   No one dares to pull the red card, consience is seared by truths we'd discard   And now we've Aurelius, but soon comes Decius, and perhaps Constantine is a devil   Keen on making things easy      Chorus 2:      They say America never hurts   They say America never cries   Like no one's lonely in America   No one's lonely in America      Bridge:      Come alive, come alive,   Come alive, come alive      The prophet's cello's silenced, if love burns us down to violence   If the whims of the nation cater elation will we not need a soul to blame?   He has to take it all alone   Is His move political, a play for the people? No   He takes one for the little guy   He takes a hit for the little guy      They say America never hurts   They say America never cries   Like no one's lonely in America   Like no one's lonely in America (Luke 6:20-38)