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In the shadows of tall buildings |
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Of fallen angels on the ceilings |
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Oily feathers in bronze and concrete |
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Faded colors, pieces left incomplete |
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The line moves slowly past the electric fence |
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Across the borders between continents |
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In the cathedrals of New York and Rome |
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There is a feeling that you should just go home |
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And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is |
[00:58.490] |
In the shadows of tall buildings |
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The architecture is slowly peeling |
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Marble statues and glass dividers |
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Someone is watching all of the outsiders |
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The line moves slowly through the numbered gate |
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Past the mosaic of the head of state |
[01:26.490] |
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome |
[01:30.490] |
There is a feeling that you should just go home |
[01:34.490] |
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is |
[01:55.490] |
In the shadows of tall buildings |
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Of open arches endlessly kneeling |
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Sonic landscapes echoing vistas |
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Someone is listening from a safe distance |
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The line moves slowly into a fading light |
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A final moment in the dead of the night |
[02:22.490] |
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome |
[02:27.490] |
There is a feeling that you should just go home |
[02:31.490] |
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is |
[02:40.490] |
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome |
[02:44.490] |
There is a feeling that you should just go home |
[02:49.490] |
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is |