Where's your flag?

You say that we're all right , but I can hear you softly crying.
I wish I could believe when you say it's just the sound of you laughing. Do you cry for our love, or because of its loss,
or because you like your mascara running?
Are we safe and the same, or in stasis of change?
In a haunted voice I hear you sing -
Where's your flag?
Where's your flag?
Cuz you know America is dying!
We used to stand!
Used to stand,
but now it's like we're drunkenly falling!
Where's your flag?

 You say that we're unchanged,
it's just the pains of our growing.
But you lie as you try to hide -  our cities and youth as they're burning.
Do you burn for our love, or burn just because, you want to see something on fire?
Do we pray for what's best ,
or brave our own death? In a haunted voice I hear you scream -
Where's your flag? Where's your flag?
Cuz you know America she is in trouble!
We used to stand -
used to stand -
but now it's like we drunkenly stumble!
Where's your flag?!