There's a statue in a harbor
and her name is Liberty.
She stands tall for all the things that we hold dear.
A government of people who
(by rule of law) decide
what's permitted, what is not and what's to fear.
And she symbolizes freedom
in a world that's torn by terror.
She stands up for peace (enlightening the world),
for the torch within her right hand
dispels darkness and helps guide
those who pledge allegiance to our flag unfurled.
She stands tall
and (though she's silent), she invites the poor and tired
to breathe new air and dream of being free.
Like the cross,
she stands triumphant
as a picture of new life
purchased by the blood that bought our liberty.