David Knopfler We Go Down
We patrol this borderline
With hungry hearts in desperate times
Labyrinthine rules they can't divine
Byzantine failure by design
We go down
"Give me your tired, your huddled masses"
For there she stands this new colossus
Come back down to the razor wire
She knows where the cold line lies
Going down
Going down to the raging tides
A house of tears, a vale of lies
Adding dark desires to thеse dark designs
In dreams wе are sublime
Yeah she knows where the hard truth lies
Down with the dogs and the razor wires
Dawn patrol on the borderline
And the refugees huddled by the oil-drum fires
As we go down, damned and drowned
We go down, as the boat capsized
Down down down with the lost and found
This copper goddess lionised
Hungry babies cry and freeze
Behind blockades there's no release
Children drowning in the Rio Grande
And we've built camps in the Promised Land
As we go down down
We're damned and drowned
As we go down down down
With the lost and found
Seven trumpets mark the final sound
We can't atone, we're damned and drowned
As we go down
And m cold command in sunset sands
Stands the Mother of Exiles, torch in hand
Come yea huddled who yearn to breathe free
And we'll take you down in this icy sea
