[00:08.490]In the shadows of tall buildings
[00:13.490]Of fallen angels on the ceilings
[00:19.000]Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
[00:22.490]Faded colors, pieces left incomplete
[00:27.490]The line moves slowly past the electric fence
[00:32.490]Across the borders between continents
[00:36.490]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
[00:41.490]There is a feeling that you should just go home
[00:45.490]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
[00:58.490]In the shadows of tall buildings
[01:03.490]The architecture is slowly peeling
[01:07.490]Marble statues and glass dividers
[01:12.490]Someone is watching all of the outsiders
[01:16.490]The line moves slowly through the numbered gate
[01:21.490]Past the mosaic of the head of state
[01:26.490]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
[01:30.490]There is a feeling that you should just go home
[01:34.490]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
[01:55.490]In the shadows of tall buildings
[02:01.490]Of open arches endlessly kneeling
[02:06.490]Sonic landscapes echoing vistas
[02:10.490]Someone is listening from a safe distance
[02:14.490]The line moves slowly into a fading light
[02:19.490]A final moment in the dead of the night
[02:22.490]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
[02:27.490]There is a feeling that you should just go home
[02:31.490]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
[02:40.490]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
[02:44.490]There is a feeling that you should just go home
[02:49.490]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is