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Pastimes : A Poetry Corner -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Mac Con Ulaidh who wrote (1046)	9/26/2004 11:30:01 PM
From: ManyMoose	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

MY CITY OF RUINS -- Bruce Springsteen There is a blood red circle on the cold dark ground and the rain is falling down The church door's blown open I can hear the organ's song, but the congregation's gone My city of ruins My city of ruins Now the sweet bells of mercy drift through the evening trees, young men on the corner like scattered leaves, the boarded up windows, the empty streets While my brother's down on his knees My city of ruins My city of ruins Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up! Now's there's tears on the pillow, darlin' where we slept and you took my heart when you left Without your sweet kiss my soul is lost, my friend Tell me how do I begin again? My city's in ruins My city's in ruins Now with these hands, with these hands, with these hands, I pray lord With these hands, with these hands, I pray for the strength, Lord With these hands, with these hands, I pray for the faith, Lord We pray for your love, Lord We pray for the lost, Lord We pray for this world, Lord We pray for the strength, Lord We pray for the strength, Lord Come on Come on Come on, rise up Come on, rise up Come on, rise up Come on, rise up Come on, rise up Come on, rise up Come on, rise up Come on, rise up Come on, rise up Come on, rise up