You Are My Country

[Gable Price:]
Maybe will get to Heaven and realize we were both wrong
Who can throw the sharpest stone, build the biggest throne?
Is there really a winner if we both have broken bones?

Maybe we will get to Heaven and realize we were both wrong
We're all just slapping wrists over why we all exist
Everyone's Arminian and everyone's a Calvinist

Can we tell God from a man-made king?
Can we tell love from a promise ring?
Can we tell the Kingdom from the kingdom where we lay our head down at night?
You are my country

[Kristene DiMarco & Gable Price:]
Maybe we will get to Heaven and realize we were both wrong
We were told to take a side of which evil felt more right
Will I really find a savior on a side of a party line?

[Gable Price:]
Maybe we will get to Heaven and realize we were both wrong
We all romanticize the speck inside our eyes
Can we hear His voice in the sound of a brother's cry?

Can we tell God from a man-made king?
Can we tell love from a promise ring?
Can we tell the Kingdom from the kingdom where we lay our head down at night?
Gunshots, storm clouds, the air I need
I'm tired of fighting wars if you're a casualty
Can we tell the Kingdom from the kingdom where we lay our head down at night?
You are my country

I pledge allegiance to the presence no matter what it costs
The only war I'm begging for was finished on the Cross
Counterfeits and caffeine
Everybody's sipping on the gasoline
The scars in His hands
The stripes in His back
I'll say now I've seen

[Gable Price & Kristene DiMarco:]
I pledge allegiance to the presence no matter what it costs
The only war I'm begging for was finished on the Cross
Counterfeits and caffeine
Everybody's sipping on the gasoline
The scars in His hands
The stripes in His back
I'll say now I've seen
You are my
Maybe we will get to Heaven

[Gable Price:]
Can we tell God from a manmade king?
Can we tell love from a promise ring?
Can we tell the Kingdom from the kingdom where we lay our head down at night?
Gunshots, storm clouds, the air I need
I'm tired of fighting wars if you're a casualty
Can we tell the Kingdom from the kingdom where we lay our head down at night?

[Kristene DiMarco:]
You are my country
You are my land
You are the line
I'm drawing in the sand
You are my city
You are my town
You are the King
We give You back the crown