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