A Stranger in This Land

I am a stranger in this land Though I've lived here since I was born So much I do not understand So many dreams that I mourn In Sunday School we sang of love Red and Yellow Black and White But only white came through the door The only precious in our sight I can't sing them anymore Words sung thoughtless by the crowd Precious memories a mist Love just a shadow of a cloud Give me your yearning huddled masses Your tempest tossed your tired your poor They'll find freedom an illusion Locked behind our golden prison door The spacious Skies are still beautiful The amber grain still waves The fruited plains are picked for us By those we will soon send away I can't sing them anymore Words sung thoughtless by the crowd Precious memories a mist Love just a shadow of a cloud Did we ever really believe In human equality Red and Yellow Black and Brown Were always on the other side of town I can't sing them anymore Words sung thoughtless by the crowd Precious memories a mist Love just a shadow of a cloud Love just a shadow of a passing cloud