Have you ever heard the sound of people oppressed?
Subjugated, weeping, no taps in sight for their pain…
Freedom can't even be a dream because Nightmares rule
Have you ever heard the sound of people oppressed?

Have you ever heard of a nation who cares for sons everywhere?
Where doing hard things for the right reasons
Is a part of historical pride interlaced as tightly as stars woven on the flag
Have you ever heard of a nation who cares for sons everywhere?

Haven't you heard? We are not asleep; we are quiet in our grief.
For the son, brother, grandson, nephew, friend who proudly left his homeland to fight for fairness
And whose eternal sacrifice is shamed by those who say his blood was shed in vain
Haven't you heard? We are not asleep; we are quiet in our grief.