Lyrics:

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 sky

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



These are the hands that built America

America



Last saw your face in a watercolor sky

As sea birds argue, 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

America



Of all the promises, is this one we could keep

Of all of the dreams, is this one still out of reach



Halle, holy



It's 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

America

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