Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove Dance me to the end of love.
I want history to jump on Canada's spine with sharp skates.
Hallelujah" "Your faith was strong but you needed proof. You saw her bathing on the roof. Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you. She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, and she cut your hair. And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.
The dreamers ride against the men of action. Oh see the men of action falling back.
Anything I tell you is an alibi for something else." Then let's be quiet together.
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin