Meg Hutchinson America (enough)
If there's noise enough it turns back to silence If there's crowd enough turns back to solitude If there's pain enough it turns to something Something almost bright, oh something almost bright I've been wanting to tell you the way that the planes Circling down cross the water look like a string of falling lights If there's time enough there's no such thing as an hour If there's love enough the rest of this won't even matter On the days when it's not hard it can be easy Easy being alive, easy being alive I've been wanting to tell you the way that the ice On the lake sounds like thunder or guns In the middle of the night America, America Find it fast, find it cheap If your neighbor won't give it, take it for free Oh, easy chair, big screen t.v. Oh, hurry hurry it's the American dream If there's comfort enough it turns back to sorrow If there's money enough it turns back to paper If there's killing enough we all know nothing Nothing ever can be won No nothing ever can be won I've been wanting to tell you the way the balloon Seemed to skate on the pond neither falling nor floating away America, America
