To America Joan As Police Woman (Ft. Rufus Wainwright)

Is it right, my love, is it right?
Are you happy inside your eyes
Can't you see your lover
Fall apart in her silk threads
In time the hunter will find the trail of blood

I see you alone tonight
When will you tear down?
Love will save you
Try not to starve yourself of love
Feed your hunger

Is it right, my love, is it right?
It's a question with no reply
I am sure of longing to be on the open sea
To feel the comfort of the mist upon my cheek
No, I'm not crying

Lose me in your memory
Turn your head

Let me become a part of it
Let me become a part of it

To America, America
Alone alone alarm alive