Chorale Songtext
von John Cale

Hold me down, hold me down, hold me down
To the light in your room, hold me down
Where the windows are broken around
And the light of the living shines through
If your life is all broken and empty
Like the streets of New York in the dark
And you need just one friend to hold on to
I′ll be there in the darkest just for you


And the cold of the living
And the cold of the dead
Hand in hand from the beginning 'til the end
And the cold of the living
And the cold of the dead
Hand in hand from the beginning ′til the end

Hold me down, hold me down, hold me down
To the light in your room hold me down
Where the windows are broken around
And the light of the living shines through

And the cold of the living
And the cold of the dead
Hand in hand from the beginning 'til the end
And the cold of the living
And the cold of the dead
Hand in hand from the beginning 'til the end