Jason Robert Brown - The Flagmaker, 1775 Lyrics
With the guns flaringAnd drums poundingThere's no hope of getting restWith the lights glaringAnd calls soundingAnd the clenching in your chestWhen the man's in battleAnd the baby's rattleOnly makes you more depressedThe wise woman does what she knowsIf it's fighting she fightsIf it's sewing she sewsWhen the tension insideOverflows and goes to farOne more star, one more stripeTo escape your lonely bedOne more star, one more stripeJoin the blue, the white and redOne more star, one more stripeAs you pray your child's not deadWith the roof leakingAnd walls wetterAnd the night as black as pitchWith the wind shriekingAnd his last letterSays his fighting in a ditchThen the candle flickersAnd the river bickersWhat else can you do but stitchOne more star, one more stripeTil you feel the rising sunOne more star, one more stripeTil this foolishness is doneOne more star, one more stripeWe'll be waiting when we've wonGrab a needle, grab a thimbleIf it's all that keeps you saneThink of freedom as a symbolThink of justice as a gameThink of life with independenceThink of muskets and brigadesThink of taking the oppressorsThink of banners and paradesWhen the gate creaksAnd the paint cracksAnd the cat criesAnd the night fallsRaise a flagRaise a flagRaise a flag til you're freeOne more star, one more stripeTil this bloodshed's finally throughOne more star, one more stripeTil they come back home to youOne more star, one more stripeWhen there's nothing you can doIf they take all the thingsThat define what you were,And areOne more star
