The Land of Plenty
Dont really know who sent me
To raise my voice and say:
May the lights in the land of plenty
Shine on the truth some day.
I dont know why I come here,
Knowing as I do,
What you really think of me,
What I really think of you.
For the millions in a prison,
That wealth has set apart c
For the christ who has not risen,
From the caverns of the heart c
For the innermost decision,
That we cannot but obey -
For whats left of our religion,
I lift my voice and pray:
May the lights in the land of plenty
Shine on the truth some day.
I know I said Id meet you,
Id meet you at the store,
But I cant buy it, baby.
I cant buy it anymore.
And I dont really know who sent me,
To raise my voice and say:
May the lights in the land of plenty
Shine on the truth some day.
I dont know why I come here,
Knowing as I do,
What you really think of me,
What I really think of you.
For the innermost decision
That we cannot but obey
For whats left of our religion
I lift my voice and pray:
May the lights in the land of plenty
Shine on the truth some day.
Исполнитель: Leonard Cohen