3 A.M.
You say you’re free till the knock comes hard Till the truth kicks in like a prison yard
[Verse 1]
It was quiet as a prayer in the dead of the night
Moon hanging low in a pale porch light
Then the sound came crashing through the frame
Splinters flying like a house in flames
Boots on the floor, cold steel shine
Flashlights cutting through the blinds
No warrant read, no reason why
Just “Get outside” and “Don’t ask why”
[Pre-Chorus]
You say you’re free till the knock comes hard
Till the truth kicks in like a prison yard
[Chorus]
At 3 A.M. freedom shatters
Glass and dust — does it even matter?
Red, white, blue on a broken door
What are we fighting for?
Hands in the air in your own damn home
Stars and stripes but you stand alone
If liberty’s just a memory —
Tell me what this country means
[Verse 2]
Names on a list, faces on file
Silence bought with fear and trial
Judges speak but no one hears
Power feeds on borrowed years
History whispers from the grave
Empires fall when the brave don’t brave
You can look away, pretend it’s fine
But chains get fitted one link at a time
[Pre-Chorus]
You think it stops at the edge of town
But the circle closes, it comes around
[Chorus]
At 3 A.M. freedom shatters
Boot heels ringing like falling hammers
Bill of Rights on a bedroom floor
What are we fighting for?
Hands in the air in your own damn home
Stars and stripes but you stand alone
If liberty’s just a memory —
Tell me what this country means
[Bridge]
(Strip back to acoustic + vocal)
This ain’t the land my father knew
Where law meant something, justice too
If we don’t stand, if we don’t rise
We trade our future for our lies
(Drums return, rising strings)
Raise your voice, don’t wait too long
Freedom dies when the good stay gone
If this is the line — then draw it deep
This republic ain’t theirs to keep
[Final Chorus]
At 3 A.M. freedom shatters
But the fire in us still matters
We the people — not a crown
We decide how this goes down
Hands in the air? No — hands locked tight
Stand together, stand and fight
If liberty’s more than history —
Then it lives in you and me
[Outro]
Not at 3 A.M.
Not in our name
Not this land
Not this flame