From Birmingham to New York City
From California to the Cape Cod sands
There are voices that are rising
Above the clamor of the band
Singing songs of strength and courage
And of hope to understand
That it gets better, so much better
When we reach out and take a hand

Look around in the faces
Of the people young and old
See beyond, look inside them
There's a story to be told
Listen well, hear their struggle
Open your heart to their pain
Let them know they are precious
Deep inside we're all the same
Be their song of hope and freedom
Give them the strength to be real
Make it better, so much better
And their wounds will surely heal

Oh we are our brothers' keeper
The answered prayer from up above
It don't matter what you look like
It doesn't matter who you love
I will reach out, I will honor
Who you are meant to be
It gets better, so much better
Be who you are and be free
I will reach out, I will honor
Who I was meant to be
And it gets better, so much better
In the land of the free