Reclaim America

Radio hiss on the mountain air Blue and gold in the bunker glare Door rolls wide, daylight breaks through Vault 76, 2102 We step from steel into ash and pine With shaky hands and a borrowed sign The road is cracked, but the road is ours Past rusted towns and sleeping towers No kings beneath the siren sky No old world flag to hide behind Just names we carry, tools we raise And CAMP lights burning through the haze From the vault door to the valley floor We are not who we were before In the static, hear the hills reply Build it up before the dawn runs dry Reclaim America Not the ghost, not the crown Reclaim America Stone by stone, town by town Reclaim America Where the broken come alive From Appalachia to the firelit sky Reclaim America Reclaim America West Virginia, hold our feet On mountain roads and buckled streets We plant a garden in the dust Trade our fear for iron and trust Flares rise up like July stars Over roofs with bullet scars 250 years, but we begin By letting strangers back in Every hammer, every wire Every lantern, every fire Says the dream was never gone It was waiting to be carried on Reclaim America Not the ghost, not the crown Reclaim America Stone by stone, town by town Reclaim America Where the broken come alive From Appalachia to the firelit sky Reclaim America Reclaim America We are the hands after the thunder We are the breath beneath the door We are the ones who crossed the darkness And chose to answer more Not for glory, not for banners Not for stories carved in chrome For the neighbor at the roadside For the light that means come home Reclaim America With the dawn on our face Reclaim America Make the wasteland a place Reclaim America Let the CAMP lights fill the night Blue and gold against the ash and light Reclaim America Reclaim America Radio fades, but the hills remain We walk through smoke, we rise through rain Vault 76, the door behind A broken land, a living sign Reclaim America Reclaim America