Jerusalem

Pick apart my memories
Tear gas and olive trees
When will my people be free?

It's woven in our tapestry
Liberty from river to sea
Jerusalem is in me

Holy land in my hand
All you man don't understand
She is my identity

I won't find serenity
Till the sun comes back up for me
Jerusalem is in me

East of their middle
I feel you cry
Motherland, centre point
Have my heart until I die

East of their middle
I feel you cry
Motherland, centre point
Have my heart

Jerusalem, Jerusalem

In my philosophy
There's no theology
Just want my people to be free

Breathing is resistance
Please respect my existence
Why can't you see?

I'm dreaming of my homeland
I reach for my grandma's hand
She's sipping on sage tea
Jerusalem is in me

Prayer calls in the morning
Living in a constant state of mourning
Jerusalem

East of their middle
I feel you cry
Motherland, centre point
Have my heart until I die

East of their middle
I feel you cry
Motherland, centre point
Have my heart

Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem

Have my heart



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Writer(s): Layla Assam
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