Cathedrals

Cathedrals - Ramin/Clifford James Major

In the shadows of tall buildings

Of fallen angels on the ceilings

Oily feathers and bronze in concrete

Faded colours 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 in glass dividers

Someone is watching all of the outsiders

The line moves slowly through the numbered gates

Past the mosaic of the head of stage

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 and lastly kneeling

Sonic landscapes at going this does

Someone is listening from a safe distance

The line moves slowly into a fading light

Our final moment in the dead of night

In the cathedrals on 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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In the cathedrals on New York and Rome

There is a feeling that you should just go home

And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is