I Am Erica words and music by Bill Pere                 July 4, 2008


Looking at the cracks in the factory windows
Looking at the cracks in my hands
Looking at the empires built on the backs of the working man
 
Can't make a living making anything useful
You just can't make it here
Maybe you can keep a job mass producing fear
 
I am Erica,  The world listened to me
They sent their tired huddled masses yearning to be free
I am Erica, somehow I've lost my way
But I know the torch will shine another day….
 
Looking at the small town main street back roads
Looking at the lay of the land
The shuttered shops all watch the ghosts of marching bands
 
Hopes once built of sweat and steel
Now rusted with despair
Traded in for promises as thin as air
 
I am Erica,  Once I had ideals
Then I closed my eyes and forgot how great that feels
I am Erica,  I took a wrong turn
It's looking like I've still got things to learn…
 
Cracks in the pipelines cracks in the truth
Cracks in the values we give to our youth
Cracks in the borders cracks in the fences
Cracks in the air and the ice and defenses
Crack's in the veins of the streets of the city
Once I was a diva, but now I ain't pretty…
 
I Am Erica, The world listened to me
They sent their tired, huddled masses yearning to  be free
I Am Erica, somehow I've lost my way
But I know the torch will shine another day….

I AmErica,  Once I had ideals
Then I closed my eyes and forgot how great that feels
I AmErica,  I took a wrong turn
It's looking like I've still got things to learn…

(c)Copyright Bill Pere, MysticMusic/KidThink Music All Rights Reserved

 


"If a man tried to take his time on earth and prove before he died what one man's life could be worth,  I wonder what would happen to this world?"  --- Harry Chapin