Last Night In America - Paul Colman

I’m afraid to turn my TV on 
And I’m hoping what they said is wrong 
Can I just live my lifetime here and then move on? 
I’ve had a million conversations about 
Who is right and who is wrong 
And how would Jesus want for us to carry on 
I’m praying for God’s will but secretly wanting 
Riches and blessings to pour in my hands 
Is this my last night in America? 

My tendency is to run away 
And try to keep my family safe 
But tell me how to hide away from all this hate? 
The dominos that we see fall 
Were set in motion long ago 
Fear became a flower and the garden grows 
I’m seeing the irony, the battle inside of me 
You brought me peace now I’m at war with the world 
Tell me is there some way out 
Tell me that I’m not alone 
Show me the mystery oh cornerstone 
Is this my last night in America? 

Is this my last night in America? 
Or is it my last moment anywhere? 
Our breath is a vapor that’s lost in the air 
Is this my last night in America? 

Well I’ve read about a God of war 
And painted blood from door to door 
Canonized in scripture and in black and white 
And I’ve read about my Jesus Christ 
And I’ve received His sacrifice 
But is it turn the other cheek or is it stand and fight? 
‘Cause I’m just a simple pilgrim I’m not a man with wisdom 
What do I do when there’s a thief at my door? 
Do I resist him or in silence assist him? 

What seemed right isn’t clear anymore 
Is it the fall of a nation or the great tribulation 
The eve of invasion or the book of revelation 
Well I’ll wear my freedom as an invitation 
To the God of creation who's keeping the score 
Is this my last night in America? 

Is this my last night in America? 
Is this my last night in America?