Unring the Bell

Where is your freedom 
  Is it buried in the Earth? 
  Tell me, is it growing? 
  Or is it losing its worth? 
  And where were all your people when they burned your building down? 
  Too busy fighting their own war in their own town 

  Unring the bell, it's time, it's time 
  Take back what we had, it's yours and mine 

  Shadows of evil cast like giants on the wall 
  Do you even know how many people you appall? 
  And where are all those people on whose backs you climbed? 
  Too busy saving their own skin and their own kind 

  Unring the bell, it's time, it's time 
  Take back what we had, it's yours and mine 

  New Jim Crow, different shades of brown 
  Blood spills red on ancient hallowed ground 

  Flying machines send missiles to the moon 
  While Babylon is burning in the pale afternoon 

  Unring the bell, it's time, it's time 
  Take back what we had, it's yours and mine 

  Fake liberty is just another form of hate 
  Unring the bell before it's too late