Ok, and for a start
there was a craft sale of the heart
Where things are made and things are sold
and returned into the gold from whence they came
And I said I would come
And you said you'd come too
Hey, rock n roll's not through (yet)
I'm sewing wings on this thing

Every time I try to speak your language a new part of me lives
So I said I would start something and you'd start something too
Hey, rock n roll's not through (yet)
I'm sewing wings on this thing

How can we not be so territorial, when everyone's in love with the land?
So I said I would go there, and you said you'd go too
Hey, rock n roll's not through (yet)
I'm sewing wings on this thing