U2 - The Hands That Built America (theme from The Gangs of New York)

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 skies From diggin in our pockets For a reason not to say goodbye These are the hands that build America Ah ah ah..... America Last saw your face In a watercolored Sky As sea birds argue A long goodbye I took your kiss On the spray of a new lined star You gotta live in your dreams Don't make them so hard And these are the hands that built America Ah ah ah..... America 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 in the New York skyline Innocence...dragged across a yellow line These are the hands that built America These are the hands that built America Ah ah ah..... America Ah ah ah..... America