Wailing Wall 歌词

	The holy city breathed
	Like a dying man
	It moved with hopeful tears
	With the tears of the blind
	And on and on as the night drew in
	Through broken streets that sucked me in
	My feet were bare and cut with stones
	With walking to the promised land
	I pushed through crowds through seas of prayer
	Through twisting hands and choking air
	A vulture at the wailing wall
	I circled waiting
	And on and on as the night drew in
	Through broken streets that sucked me in
	My feet were bare and cut with stones
	With walking to the promised land

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