The Hands That Built America - U2

Oh my love

It’s a long way we’ve come

From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons

From the stony fields, to hanging steel from the sky

From digging in our pockets, for a reason not to say goodbye

These are the hands that built America

Russian, Sioux, Dutch, Hindu

Polish, Irish, German, Italian

I last saw your face in a watercolour sky

As sea birds argued a long goodbye

I took your kiss on the spray of the new line star

You gotta live with your dreams

Don’t make them so hard

And these are the hands that built America

These are the hands that built America

The Irish, the Blacks, the Chinese, the Jews

Korean, Hispanic, Muslim, Indian

Of all of the promises

Is this one we can keep?

Of all of the dreams

Is this one still out of reach?

Its early fall

There’s a cloud on the New York skyline

Innocence dragged across a yellow line

These are the hands that built America

These are the hands that built America