The Cure

The Cure - Wailing Wall lyrics

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The holy city breathed
Like a dying man
It moved with hopeful tears
With the tears of the blind

And on and on as the night drew in
Through broken streets that sucked me in
My feet were bare and cut with stones
With walking to the promised land

I pushed through crowds through seas of prayer
Through twisting hands and choking air
A vulture at the wailing wall
I circled, waiting

And on and on as the night drew in
Through broken streets that sucked me in
My feet were bare and cut with stones
With walking to the promised land
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Copyrights:

Author: Robert Smith

Composer: Robert Smith

Publisher: Fiction Records Ltd.

Details:

Released in: 1984

Language: English

Appearing on: The Top (1984)

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