Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aish Tamid, artist - Matisyahu. Album song Shake off the Dust...Arise, in the genre Регги
Date of issue: 27.10.2004
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Aish Tamid |
The place lays phased like a warrior slayed |
Engraved into the space with his sword still raised |
Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways |
Praise relays off the walls echoing all ways |
Dirt covered earth lays beneath my rib cage |
Giving birth to overgrowth invading on to path ways |
Burnt out trees cover streets where children once played |
Sown seeds decay through sacred stepping stones in disarray |
Where the alter used to be placed inter-changed for bloodstains |
Sunrays illuminate the smoke filled haze |
Trace of incense scents of sacrifice stayed |
Aish tamid eternally |
A fire burns continuously |
Wondering where you been |
Won’t you come on home to me? |
Flash back patches of grass growing wild in fact |
Cracked walls burnt black like a kingdom sacked |
Memories like artifacts attacked yet still intact |
Melodies wrapped in glass and shatter with the impact |
Air intermingling ringing with the singing |
of songs once sung, hung, flung into the rafters |
Catastrophe struck the sound stuck |
Disaster plastered |
The aftermath a blasted building once standing, like a starved man fasting |
the skies expanding clouds passing, dust particles dancing, |
in broken bars of light, streaming from a shaft, slashed into the ceiling, |
Sshhhh, you could feel the ground breathing. |
Daughter of Zion is lying crying in the mist |
Morning light slips in, shifting through the darkness |
Like a morning wife reminisce having visions of her long gone prince |
Memories drip rain drops tip towing emptiness |
Intermixed with tears like fears left unfixed |
Walls worn thin frozen fortress like dawn waiting for the sunrise of a day that |
got skipped |
Like a life gone wrong wandering wilderness |
Lovesick stripped abyss empty once luscious |
Paint the scene so you could see, the city’s picking up speed |
On a bench 14th street, taxi’s streaming yellow streaks |
Spears piercing through my ears, you could hear the traffic speak |
Jack hammers drill smacking through the cracking concrete |
Buildings filled with windowsills spilled tangled telephone wires |
Signs sparking neon lights flash like wild fire |
My insides rise I start to feel paralyzed |
Let out a sigh-a melody blew by- like an ancient war cry |
the way the sunlight hit the trees it really caught my eye, |
glistening’listening’to the breeze dancing’through the leaves, |
freeze, the city move’s in slow motion like a dream |
I’m left empty like the temple turned into a fox den |
Bus fumes dripping spitting into city summer sun |
Sifting through the ash dimly lit vision listening |
To the hiss lifting off a nighttime ocean |
Shim, shim, shimmering singing hair on my skin |
Glim, glim. |
Glimmering, whispering where ya been |
From amidst the darkness set sail with the softness |
Breeze traveling across the seas arisen from with in Mt. Zion |
Wind coming in picking up momentum |
Cutting crisply through the thickness riding on a rhythm |
A rollercoaster sizzling, twisting down the mountain |
ripping rocket ship exploding like a fountain |
overflowing spilling through the courtyards of Jerusalem |
Uncovering debris lifting up the fallen arisen within |
to reach the yiddin even in Manhattan |
exposed menorah glowing in the shadows of destruction |
trailblazing through affliction |
brushing off the branches golden |
standing strong flames |
dancing like a lion roaring rising out of nothing |