[00:00.00] 作曲 : Joan Osborne
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[00:16.17]In the shadows of tall buildings
[00:20.42]
[00:21.29]Of fallen angels on the ceilings
[00:24.78]
[00:28.12]Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
[00:31.18]
[00:32.69]Faded colors pieces left incomplete
[00:36.36]
[00:38.49]The line moves slowly past the electric fence
[00:42.97]
[00:43.66]Across the borders between continents
[00:50.09]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
[00:56.89]There is a feeling that you should just go home
[01:01.76]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
[01:07.08]
[01:20.93]In the shadows of tall buildings
[01:23.17]
[01:25.25]The architecture is slowly peeling
[01:29.48]
[01:30.79]Marble statues and glass dividers
[01:35.91]
[01:36.72]Someone is watching all of the outsiders
[01:40.96]
[01:42.33]The line moves slowly through the numbered gate
[01:47.52]
[01:48.34]Past the mosaic of the head of state
[01:53.25]
[01:54.38]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
[02:00.62]There is a feeling that you should just go home
[02:04.92]
[02:06.05]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
[02:11.29]
[02:36.50]In the shadows of tall buildings
[02:39.74]
[02:41.00]Of open arches endlessly kneeling
[02:45.24]
[02:46.61]Sonic landscapes echoing vistas
[02:51.23]
[02:52.60]Someone is listening from a safe distance
[02:57.35]
[02:58.34]The line moves slowly into a fading light
[03:03.16]
[03:04.21]A final moment in the dead of night
[03:09.08]
[03:10.14]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
[03:15.58]
[03:16.21]There is a feeling that you should just go home
[03:21.01]
[03:21.89]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
[03:27.82]
[03:33.74]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
[03:40.86]There is a feeling that you should just go home
[03:45.66]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is

作曲 : Joan Osborne
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
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