Democracy Lyrics - The Essential Leonard Cohen - Leonard Cohen

It's coming through a hole in the air 

From those nights in Tiananmen Square 

It's coming from the feel 

That this ain't exactly real 

Or it's real, but it ain't exactly there 

From the wars against disorder 

From the sirens night and day 

From the fires of the homeless 

From the ashes of the gay 

Democracy is coming to the USA 

It's coming through a crack in the wall 

On a visionary flood of alcohol 

From the staggering account 

Of the Sermon on the Mount 

Which I don't pretend to understand at all 

It's coming from the silence 

On the dock of the bay, 

From the brave, the bold, the battered 

Heart of Chevrolet 

Democracy is coming to the USA 

It's coming from the sorrow in the street 

The holy places where the races meet 

From the homicidal bitchin' 

That goes down in every kitchen 

To determine who will serve and who will eat 

From the wells of disappointment 

Where the women kneel to pray 

For the grace of God in the desert here 

And the desert far away: 

Democracy is coming to the USA 

Sail on, sail on 

Oh mighty ship of State 

To the shores of need 

Past the reefs of greed 

Through the Squalls of hate 

Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on 

It's coming to America first 

The cradle of the best and of the worst 

It's here they got the range 

And the machinery for change 

And it's here they got the spiritual thirst 

It's here the family's broken 

And it's here the lonely say 

That the heart has got to open 

In a fundamental way 

Democracy is coming to the USA 

It's coming from the women and the men 

Oh baby, we'll be making love again 

We'll be going down so deep 

The river's going to weep, 

And the mountain's going to shout Amen 

It's coming like the tidal flood 

Beneath the lunar sway 

Imperial, mysterious 

In amorous array 

Democracy is coming to the USA 

Sail on, sail on 

O mighty ship of State 

To the shores of need 

Past the reefs of greed 

Through the squalls of hate 

Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on 

I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean 

I love the country but I can't stand the scene 

And I'm neither left or right 

I'm just staying home tonight 

Getting lost in that hopeless little screen 

But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags 

As time cannot decay 

I'm junk but I'm still holding up this little wild bouquet 

Democracy is coming to the USA 

To the USA