All Flags In The Wind

Lines on a map Ink on a page Stories we’re taught Carry our rage Your sky is my sky Same moon that we share Different old prayers But the same thin air All flags in the wind Same breath in our lungs Every border just a line we drew Then called it blood If I hurt you I’m cutting my own tongue ‘Cause underneath the colors we’re the same one Faces in crowds Strangers in trains Different old names Very same veins We build little walls ‘round what we’ve been told Guarding our sand Like it’s made of gold All flags in the wind Same breath in our lungs Every border just a line we drew Then called it blood If I fear you I’m turning from the sun ‘Cause underneath the colors we’re the same one What if your child Was also my child Crying the same cry In a different tongue What if your home Was suddenly mine Would I still say “them” Or would I say “us” All flags in the wind Same breath in our lungs Every border just a line we drew Then called it blood If I love you I’m healing everyone ‘Cause underneath the colors we’re the same one Yeah underneath the colors we’re the same one Track from the album "Culture Clash"