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JERUSALEM

You drew me in with winding streets
Fragrant gardens terraced in the hills
Persimmon, fig and olive trees
The seven gates where I stood still

You tempted me with copper sunrise
Ancient ruins of those who yearned
Your beauty was the perfect disguise
So I wouldn’t see the bloodstains at every turn

I kept coming back to you, this city made of stone
Your golden mountains and a thousand generations’ bones
You hid your secrets, so you’d always be unknown
Yerushalayim
Yerushalayim
I came to live on your shining land
ate your fruits and drank your wine
But somehow I just couldn’t understand
Why it felt like you weren’t really mine

I was raised to hunger for your holy ground
And in your direction told to always pray
But now I see you can’t be found
You’re just a dream one has before each dawning day

Will I come back to you, this city made of stone
Your golden mountains and a thousand generations’ bones
Let my right hand wither if I forget you
Yerushalayim
Yerushalayim