Cathedrals
In the shadows
of tall buildings
the fallen angels
on the ceilings
oily feathers
in bronze and concrete
faded color
pieces left incomplete
the line moves slowly
past the electric fence
across the borders
between 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 our 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 marches
endlessly kneeling
sonic landscapes
echoing vistas
someone is listening
from a safe distance
the line moves slowly
into a fading light
the 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
of tall buildings
the fallen angels
on the ceilings
oily feathers
in bronze and concrete
faded color
pieces left incomplete
the line moves slowly
past the electric fence
across the borders
between 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 our 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 marches
endlessly kneeling
sonic landscapes
echoing vistas
someone is listening
from a safe distance
the line moves slowly
into a fading light
the 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
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Writer(s): Jay Clifford
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