Lyrics
Here is the church, here is the steeple
Open the door, see all the broken people
Does it make much sense to build another fence
When no one is knocking on the door
And so I'm coming to you cap in hand
Before you I stand
A broken man who's picking up the pieces
Left unattended, I really upended
The world that we knew, nothing you could do
Persona non grata, you do what you gotta
When you're not welcome in your home
And so I'm coming to you cap in hand
Before you I stand
A broken man who's picking up the pieces
And so I'm coming to you cap in hand
Before you I stand
A broken man who's picking up the pieces
Open the door, see all the broken people
Does it make much sense to build another fence
When no one is knocking on the door
And so I'm coming to you cap in hand
Before you I stand
A broken man who's picking up the pieces
Left unattended, I really upended
The world that we knew, nothing you could do
Persona non grata, you do what you gotta
When you're not welcome in your home
And so I'm coming to you cap in hand
Before you I stand
A broken man who's picking up the pieces
And so I'm coming to you cap in hand
Before you I stand
A broken man who's picking up the pieces