Immigrant Hands Songtext
von Will Knox

The boats are unsteady
They rattle their sails
The oars scrape the seabed
Like cracked fingernails
Foreign flags fly
Like gulls in the sky
The Manhattan morning
Is coming to life

Together we stand
On an island of foreign land
Built by immigrant hands
Immigrant hands


Some came by will
Others by force
Shackled and shamed
Under immigrant laws
And some leave by will
Others are forced
But immigrants laid down
The streets of New York

Together we stand
On an island of foreign land
Built by immigrant hands
Immigrant hands

The trains are unsteady
They rattle their rails
The sun touches rooftops
Like a finger on braille
Taxi cabs fly
Like bees in a hive
The Manhattan morning
Is coming to life

Together we stand
On an island of foreign land
Built by immigrant hands