Home of the Brave - Big Country

Through the wasteland

To the edge of the storm

Through the eye of the needle

Bruised, battered, and worn

To kingdom come

From oblivion

To a place of the saints

When all hope fails

There’s no turning back

I’m only going forwards

No time to look around

I got my eyes straight ahead

To kingdom come

From oblivion

To a place of the saints

When all hope fails

To the home of the brave

Riot city blues

Kicking down the statues

Only in heavenly places

Can you be truly free

To kingdom come

From oblivion

To a place of the saints

When all hope fails

To the home of the brave

To kingdom come

Overcome by fear

Turning the tables

The battle lines are drawn

All my defenses are wasted

To kingdom come

From oblivion

To a place of the saints

When any hope has failed

To the home of the brave