And spend the lifetime finding out just where that is
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
Across the borders between continents
The line moves slowly past the electric fence
The line moves slowly through the numbered gate
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
In the shadows of tall buildings
Someone is listening from a safe distance
Sonic landscapes echoing vistas
And spend the lifetime finding out just where that is
Faded colors, pieces left incomplete
There is a feeling that you should just go home
A final moment in the dead of night
In the shadows of tall buildings
The architecture is slowly peeling
The line moves slowly into a fading light
There is a feeling that you should just go home
Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
Past the mosaic of the head of state
Someone is watching all of the outsiders
Of open arches endlessly kneeling
Marble statues and glass dividers
And spend the lifetime finding out just where that is
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
