Song For Congress Nada Surf

I'm a New Yorker
With long American roots
I see a land that's tilting
And I don't know what to do
Something is different
This danger feels new
Who do we look to?

In the Capitol Building
The chosen few
I wrote a song for you
I wrote a song for you

As you walk through Statuary Hall
Do you hear the marble breathing?
All the statues are trying to talk
What do you think that they're saying?

The muse of history
Writes everything down
She writes just what she sees
In Washington town

As you walk through Statuary Hall
Do you catch the marble moving?
All the statues are trying to walk
Where do you think that they're going?