In the Southland we're lighting the night sky   With the fire from a church burning down   When the sun comes again the black and white men   Stand and stare at the soot on the ground   They raise up their weapons and summon their strength   And they cut at the wood with their swords   But hey're striking blows against hatred    'Cause they're hammering nails into boards      I keep thinking I hear the four horsemen   And turning around to see   It's just the pony express again   And they've got a message for me   I've got a lot of hope for the future   I've got a lot of faith things can work out fine   Got a lot of dreams for a better world   Got a lot of work to do if I'm going to make them mine      My town is still mostly divided   And I don't see much color tonight   And I know that it's all complicated   That the issues are not black and white   But how can we come any closer   If I just shake my head where I stand   There can never be any handshakes   Until somebody puts out their hand      I keep thinking I hear the four horsemen   And turning around to see   It's just the pony express again   And they've got a message for me   I've got a lot of hope for the future   I've got a lot of faith things can work out fine   Got a lot of dreams for a better world   Got a lot of work to do if I'm going to make them mine