
Date of issue: 31.08.1998
Song language: English
Cathedrals |
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 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 |
Ooh, ooh, ooh |
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