A Statue of Something

You must have seen the sign on the door
"Give me your tired your poor"
But we don't know what liberty is for

Mother of exile had her tubes tied
Huddled masses have to wait outside
While her children build a wall
To protect their pride and call it protocol

You didn't see the sign on the wall?
Compassion isn't cheap here
Send your tempest tossed back to sea

Mother of exile had her tubes tied
huddled masses have to wait outside
While her children build a wall
To protect their pride and call it protocol

We've been asking each other
What is liberty for
If the windows are barred
And there's locks on the door

But you see it burning, the torch shining bright
And we won't stop fighting till we all have that light
We see the world through a lens of what will serve white men best
We don't need the brilliance you bring lest you outshine our king

But you're yearning to breathe free
Yearning to breathe free
Yearning to breathe free