The stars and stripes are raised to greet each dawn
And we salute with clean and righteous hands
The sounds of reveille have come and gone
For what we stand, Guantanamo still stands
The chain of strength links liberty to deeds
When times of terror make us weak with fear
But chain-linked strength is what our nation needs
And what it doesn’t need stays hidden here
At dusk the flag is lowered for the night
Its vigilance not needed in the dark
To justify the end beyond our sight
With means that may or may not miss the mark
The cry of tortured Liberty is clear
Regardless of the voices silenced here