Jerusalem, New York, Berlin

I know I loved you then I think I love you still But this prophecy of ours Has come back dressed to kill Three stones on a mountain Three small holes in a field You've given me the big dream But you can't make it real [Chorus: Ezra Koeing & Danielle Haim] O, wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem, New York, Berlin All I do is lose, but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem, New York, Berlin [Verse 2: Ezra Koeing] A hundred years or more It feels like such a dream An endless conversation since 1917 Now the battery is too hot It's burning up in its tray Young marriages are melting And dying where they lay [Chorus: Ezra Koeing & Danielle Haim] O, wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem, New York, Berlin All I do is lose but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem, New York, Berlin [Verse 3: Ezra Koeing] Our tongues will fall so still Our teeth will all decay A minute feels much longer With nothing left to say So let them win the battle But don't let them restart That genocidal feeling That beats in every heart [Chorus: Ezra Koeing & Danielle Haim] O, wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem, New York, Berlin All I do is lose but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem, New York, Berlin