ELIAN
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Elian
Elian
Give me your tired your poor she says
Elian
Elian
Elian, Elian
Alien
Elian, Elian, Elian, Elian
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words and music by William O. Richardson
©2000 Unpublished Songs(SESAC)
All Rights Reserved. (OK to copy for personal use.)
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Prisoner of freedom
Now that you've seen the promised land
Your fate's in someone else's hands
Where do you want to go?
The Lady in the harbor
Lifts up a torch of Liberty
That burns for you as well as me
But how quick we forget
I think she really means it
But political correctness seems the order of the day
Your mother's watching somewhere
She gave her life so you might live
In this land that has so much to give
I'm sure she hopes you'll stay
I know your father loves you
And I know you love him the same
But now he's got to play the game
By someone else's rules
That's what we call the foreigner
Imaginary boundaries drawn by the hand of man
Divide this world we're living in
A satellite can't see them
How long until we realize they're only in our minds
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