Up Out of the Dust for Guy Lance In the dark where chaos is beckoning After the wrecking a spark of reckoning A recognizing of reality Eyes that stopped hoping are opening tonight Wondering how it ever got this far Understanding now this is not who we are Realizing we are better than this Misbegotten meanness is not what we mean Done in our name to us ultimately Let us not forget about what we have seen But remember what connects us between To get this is it when it feels like a kiss To do what we must to see ourselves free Out of this gaslighting unreality People in the dark say let there be light Unbinding us from this blind inanity Binding us into its blind vanity Having been lied to by those who have tried to Deny us the right to see what they do A nation bought and sold without being told Worries about being out in the cold Hoping for light that was so far out of sight For so long our eyes will have to adjust Until we can see ourselves free in the end A spark in the dark until we transcend To be ourselves again and do what we must To find our country wherever it went Whatever it may cost this is what we meant To find again our lost humanity Rising within us up out of the dust Steven Curtis Lance