At The Western Wall

It’s just a prayer
Don’t expect too much
You weren’t there
Are you ever there at all?

Heard a siren
Mistook it for your cry
I ran to find you
I’d forgotten that you’d died

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
At the Western Wall

I took a walk
The wind was blowing from the south
I can’t get warm
And I can’t hold you close
The cracks in the stones
The hand written notes
The sound of prayers
The stories of ghosts

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
At the Western Wall

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
There was no way on
The desert shifts and moans
As it shrouds the sun
The dust is in our mouths
This dream is done

It’s just a prayer
Some old sad words
Sung into the air
I pray somewhere you heard

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