The world wakes up this morning
I’m sorry for the news
Wrapped up in a tinfoil blanket without any shoes
Babies in cages

I’m sorry to my children
I’m sorry what they see
I’m sorry for the world that they’ll inherit from me
Babies in cages

Are we so divided
That we can’t at least agree
This ain’t the country that our granddad’s fought for us to be?
Babies in cages

Surf’s up in the cities
Where the next wars will be fought
I’m sorry we’ve forsaken every lesson we’ve been taught
Babies in cages

I bang my head against it
Smash guitars and scream and shout
Standing on the beach watching the tide go out
Babies in cages

Standing in the darkness
to answer for our sins
Children changing each other’s diapers in a pen
Babies in cages

Look down from the heavens
as we calculate the cost
our souls cry out for the better angels we have lost